Truly, Winnie has awakened a latent talent enabling me to sniff out emergency relief stations in some of Carmel’s best inns, lodges and watering holes.
October 24, 2017 5:43 pm
Written by CarmelDogTales
Chapter 8: Nature Calls
It cannot be denied that a Winnie walk is also about relieving herself.
Winifred’s deliberation and selection of time and place for peeing and pooping is something I didn’t think much about for most of my life.
Now… certain bodily functions require more serious scrutiny as to a suitable location when surprise urgency looms below the belt. I never imagined that peeing and pooping would figure so prominently into my plans for a well-lived day. Truly, Winnie has awakened a latent talent enabling me to sniff out emergency relief stations in some of Carmel’s best inns, lodges and watering holes.
And as long as we’re in the neighborhood, I confess there are some of Winnie’s practices I do not wish to emulate. Sniffing others’ southern orifices has yet to reach the top of my “to do” list.
Then again, as much as we humans look askance at our four-legged family sticking their noses up another dog’s behind, we seem to have no reservations about ass kissing one of our own. Sniffing another’s behind? Disgusting! Kissing ass? No problem! A requirement for success in some quarters.