...not sure I ever thought so much of my waking life and vernacular would be centered around the word:
...but oh what a naive, young lad was I...POOP consumes me now - gleefully I call it out from the back patio for all to hear -
"Good BABY, GOOOOOOOD POOP!!!!!"
Standing clad in only boxers, Arizona State University sweat shirt, bare feet and a bed-head hairstyle only a psychotic killer could call a "coif" at 400am.....Poooooooppppppp, POOP, Poop !!!!!!!!
I love this dog, my boyfriend loves this dog, anyone who lays eyes on this dog - LOVES this dog (and if ever there be a person who doesn't - THEY WILL RUE (or is it "ROO?" THE DAY!)
'nuf said....I need to go think some more about poop.