First, there's the peeing on Maera's head about once a week. Granted, Maera walks right into that one every time by having her head nearby, but you can't tell me he doesn't realize what he's doing. Especially since he gives me a look when he does it... he has a certain gleam in his eye.
One of his other favorite things to do is to wait until a gaggle of school girls comes by, and THEN he decides to poop, right in front of them. (I may have mentioned this in passing before.) It happened again yesterday when we were out on our morning walk. The schoolgirls, about six of them, got up to us, and Argos was immediately pooping in the grass. The girls were a-titter.
"Oh, Argos," I sighed, with what I like to think was weary sounding amusement.
He looked up at me, caught my eye, and gave me this HUGE doggy grin, and wagged his tail once, as if inviting me to appreciate his fine sense of humor.
|MOM. I can't BELIEVE that you would tell these people such things.|