Wednesday, February 07, 2007

They're laughing at me

The humans are so annoying. They keep laughing at me and it's not my fault. Technically, it's theirs.

Ok, here's the problem. I seem to have a somewhat sensitive tummy from the food they feed me, so I have a tendency to....umm......."pass gas" from time to time.

Loudly.

And, apparently, it's not a pleasant odor. And, even though Abby has MUCH more odorous gas than I do....... they only laugh at me.

And, like I said, it's all their fault! They feed me the nice, rich and healthy food, so they should be blaming themselves for my tummy issues, instead of just laughing at me! The human woman insists on feeding me food that is healthy and wholesome and does not contain any nasty by-products or harmful preservatives, so I get Blue Buffalo. I get the "Lite" dry, because of the whole "weight" issue, (which I won't even bother to go into because you all know how I feel about THAT) with 1/2 a can of the moist, and a can of green beans. But, since it is very high quality food, (with extra fiber from the green beans) in turn, I have some high quality emissions.

Worst part is, dad tries to blame ME when HE makes the same loud emissions! How fair is that!?!?

Personally, I don't see a problem with my gaseous issues. It's normal, it's part of life, and it just can't be helped sometimes. I mean, everyone does it, so what's the problem? Hey, better out than in I say!

Hollybollyboo
(what smell? I don't smell anything)

13 comments:

Sooky said...

Hi Holly,
I'm so happy you visited my blog, That's too bad about umm your little problem and them laughing at you. Well since your mom knows where we live you can come visit me anytime.
Puppy kisses, Sooky

Fu Fu said...

Oh Holly, that's so unfair that the humans are laughing at you. Maybe you should laugh at them the next time they pass gas. :)

~ fufu

SteveKatWilbur said...

It's okay Holly. Don't be embarrassed. My parents call me "Cutie Pootie" because I have to do "business" so many times per day!

Kat

MaPaw said...

When I have gas, I look at Papa like he did it. That gets him back for anytime he tries to blame me.
-Magnum

PiratesGrrl said...

Oooh, we hate it when the humans blame us for their stink. Even if we do "toot" ours smells like roses.

The Brat Pack

Joe Stains said...

holly, gas is just more of what makes us entertaining! We fart like CRAZY, especially with all the yummy veggies mom gives us!

Holly said...

I just want to thank everydog for your support of my intestinal issue. It's nice to know you all understand, and wouldn't laugh at my like the stupid humans. It is nice to know I am in such good company!!

Holly

wally said...

holly,
i think that you should let them know that if they fed you MORE of the healthy tasty food your stomach would adapt and you would pass less gas.
my naked apes laugh at me because i'm spooked by my own gas. yes i get terrified whenever the gas is passed and i try to run away from it. not funny.

wally.

The Army of Four said...

Hee hee hee! Magnum's funny! I think you should do that - point the paw at the bipeds!
Love,
Amber

Marvin The Dog said...

oh Holly! What a shame they laugh at you!

My er "problems" in that department ceased once I was put on a total biscuit diet (Hills Science Diet - recommended hy our Vet).

I get tuna mixed in sometimes, rice, and at the moment cold chicken which my hooooman brother bought while Jeannie was away and "forgot" in the fridge. Yum!

Hardly a gaseous emission from me nowadays, but in true dog tradition I just blame it on my Pa!!!!!

love and highly scented licks
Marvin xxxxx

Macie-Malechai said...

Our lady does the same thing, feeds us green beans & then laughs at our "toots". And we eat all natural stuff too, so we'll bet we probably smell the same as you. We think it's pretty funny too though, we fart in the lady's general direction, every chance we get, woowooowooooooo!
Face Licks, M&M

Cubby said...

Be proud of your stench!

Dakota said...

Holly,
I too sometimes have a little gas problem. You know what I do? When it's night-night time, I get on The Mom's bed, on her side. She lets me stay on the bed, but I have to move to the other side. I curl up, with my delicate rear very close to The Mom's head, and blast away.

That will teach her!