Houston, We Have a Problem

You all know this book, right? If you have kids, you must have heard of it. I remember when it first came out, there was this big uproar over the word "fart." Like we all don't do it. Well, except me.



We have a new problem in the house, and let's just say I've thought of an alternate title to the above book.

For the past few nights, a dog has been...passing gas in our house. And this is not just any gas, but cringe-inducing, room-clearing, nauseating gas.

At first, I blamed Luke. Surely it must be the new dog, because Bo has never had this problem in the past. I've lived with this dog for the past nine years, and as God is my witness, I have never smelled this smell before.

However, last night, it became clear which dog was the culprit. Mainly because I nearly passed out from the smell, when Bo was right under the table, and Luke was outside. Obviously, I wasn't going to be able to blame this one on the puppy.

So, help me out here. He is eating the exact same food he has always eaten, so I know it's not the food. Steve says maybe it's all the exercise he's getting now, what with all the running around and playing with his new brother. Ok, exercise makes you fart? I wasn't aware of this. Which shows you how much exercise I get. Any of you exercisers out there, is this true?

Is it the altitude, the water, age, something new in the yard, stinkweed, or perhaps the little-known fartweed? Whatever it is, it needs to stop. Change. Something. Or I'm going to lose my dinner.

Does anyone else have a dog with this problem? Is there anything you can do about it? Like a natural remedy, like you put oil in their food for a shiny coat? What do you do about rancid-smelling SBDs from your dog? And please don't say you just live with it. I don't think I can.