Thursday, September 15, 2011

Swimming in Pee

We have a dog named Cujo.  This was really funny when he was little and actually still funny because he is the sweetest dog in the world.  He is not the brightest bulb in the box, but he gives us the least amount of trouble out of all four dogs…except for one thing.  He is a pee machine.  I have never seen anything like it.  He probably pees 50 times a day and he does not have unlimited access to water.  He’s been to the vet and been tested for everything, but there is nothing wrong with him.  He is just a crazy, Corgi-mix pee master.

Some asshole threw him out of a car when he was just four weeks old.  We adopted him after he had spent four weeks in the hospital.  Perhaps the brain injury triggered the pee valve in his brain.  Do you have a pee valve in your brain?  Pretty sure I learned that in biology.  Part of the trauma has also made his eyes look in different directions.  I think this just enhances his cute factor, plus he can scan an entire room just be sitting in the middle of it and looking straight ahead.  Not a bad trait for a “guard” dog.  I’m writing all this because I just took him out to pee.  He peed four times.  Each time sounded like someone turned on a sink full blast.  He came back inside, sat down and looked at me with one eye.  He never doesn’t look happy, no way to not love him for that. 

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