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My dog, a 15 lb. Westie, escaped out the back door the other day when I wasn’t looking.  My sister’s dog heard her and barked but we didn’t know why and didn’t bother to check it out.  About thirty minutes later I called the dogs to get leashed up for a potty outing but she didn’t come.  My sister and I looked all over the house and realized that the back screen door wasn’t latched.  So, we went outside and started walking around the neighborhood calling her name.  A few minutes later she ran up to us and was so excited about the reunion.  That’s when I saw the poop.  She had been going around the neighborhood rubbing in all the poop she could find; dog poop, deer poop, bird poop, and who knows what else.  She had the time of her life.  I was disgusted and amused at the same time.  She was just so happy… until she received a good scrub in the tub.

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