How can something like that come out of something like this.
Please take a good, hard look at this pup.
Adorable, right? Like melt your face off adorable? Yeah. That's what I thought. It's a "puggle" - combination pug/beagle. And it's the cutest thing on the planet.
Except when it farts in your face.
Jade, the disgustingly captivating young puggle my roommie and I frequently care for is the gassiest creature that has ever lived on this planet. Ever. And her gas isn't just frequent and putrid, but long lasting. You'll be cuddling her and she'll innocently and gently paw at your sweatshirt strings when all of the sudden you take a breath...and foul, reeking puppy butt air drifts sleepily into your nostrils, only to stay there until a good five minutes goes by, no matter where in the apartment you try to hide.
She can't help it, obviously. It's not like she eats dead people or rotting flowers for her meals. She eats puppy food and is well-cared for. It's just, I don't even know. I can't describe it. It's sort of what you would feel like if someone pooped on a plate, microwaved it, then waved the plate around under your nose for a while.
And I'm not even going to go into what her poo looks like.
Adorable, right? Like melt your face off adorable? Yeah. That's what I thought. It's a "puggle" - combination pug/beagle. And it's the cutest thing on the planet.
Except when it farts in your face.
Jade, the disgustingly captivating young puggle my roommie and I frequently care for is the gassiest creature that has ever lived on this planet. Ever. And her gas isn't just frequent and putrid, but long lasting. You'll be cuddling her and she'll innocently and gently paw at your sweatshirt strings when all of the sudden you take a breath...and foul, reeking puppy butt air drifts sleepily into your nostrils, only to stay there until a good five minutes goes by, no matter where in the apartment you try to hide.
She can't help it, obviously. It's not like she eats dead people or rotting flowers for her meals. She eats puppy food and is well-cared for. It's just, I don't even know. I can't describe it. It's sort of what you would feel like if someone pooped on a plate, microwaved it, then waved the plate around under your nose for a while.
And I'm not even going to go into what her poo looks like.
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My sister has a puggle, Cyrus, and he can toot with the best of 'em.
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