Sunday, January 25, 2009

It's a gas, gas, gas

One of my friends on Facebook recently said that she wished her pug were not so "gaseous." And this, I suppose, is understandable. There are times when my aroma offends even myself. So strong are my instincts for self-preservation that mother and father often notice me leaping down from their laps shortly before any smell hits their nose. You see, I know what is coming. But humans should not bemoan such emissions. On the contrary, they should welcome them. In the coming canine revolution, this will be our secret weapon -- on a grand scale. And those fortunate enough to have slowly built up an immunity will fare much better than those being subjected to this frightening and disorienting brand of biological warfare for the first time.

7 comments:

JMG said...

My JRT's should be indispensable to the biological warfare effort.

sarah s said...

But Ayatollah, why does my Hank leave the room when a human (not me, of course) releases these emissions?

Lucy said...

I don't believe this, it has been scientifically proven that farts bring joy.

daisydog said...

Well you know humans do the same thing, they just stay under the covers so no ones knows!

Nevis said...

Oh, gracious, tell me about it. My little puggy, Ruki, is only 9 pounds but her farts...well, they could make a grown man cry.

Bogart said...

I have heard of this special gas on an Animal Planet television show - special to pugs and other short-nosed dogs - if it is so limited, indeed it MUST be special :)

Love,
Bogart

Ayatollah Mugsy said...

You have raised them well, JMG.

Being a highly cultured and well-mannered dog, Hank expects better, Sarah S.

No cleric would ever argue with science, Lucy.

Oh, we canines know, Daisydog.

Could and will, Nevis.

Special but deadly, Bogart.