It’s a big house. But I chose to poop in the single worst possible spot: a heating grate. Now I can relive the event endlessly because the whole house smells just like my poop.
Read More We All Make Bad Choices, Sometimes…
I didn’t poop everything I needed to outside, so I finished in my kennel. Then ate it, threw up, then ate that.
Read More What Goes Around Comes Back Around
My mom won’t let me kiss her because I love to eat bunny poop!
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I went into my aunt’s sacred space and humped her meditation pillow. I have no regrets. Namaste.
Read More Namastay Away From my House
I ate half a tub of petroleum jelly and now mom and dad have to clean up Vaseline farts.
Read More I Don’t Think You’re Ready for This Petroleum Jelly
I gravitate towards filth. I will find the biggest, muddiest, smelliest puddle in the field to wade through. I have had four baths this week. I am not sorry.
– Daniel
Hefner goes to the barn with me every morning when I feed & turn out the horses. His job, as his breeding dictates, is to hunt rats. He loves his job, but this morning he wasn’t allowed to go out to the barn first thing. He had to wait while I drove my son to school. This is what I was greeted with upon my return.
Read More Let me do my Job
