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Came home to a rather smelly dog after work yesterday.This morning when I let Zak off the chain, the object of Zak's affection had time to ferment in his coat overnight.
All I did was, unleash him and I had to fumigate my own arm. Phew!
What is it about dogs rolling in cow manure and this time I think Zak rolled in a dead carcass - Oh boy, unless you've smelt this smell yourself sometime or got smell-a-blog you've got know idea. It's putrid!
I love my dog but oh boy, no cuddles today!
Even white dog looks a tad disgusted.