Chris
Premium Member
My Border Collie Max was an expert at this sort of thing.
Back when I was married to THE JERK, we would go up to west TN to visit family and take the dogs (at that time, two - Sheltie and BC) with us. My great uncle and aunt had a full one-bedroom apartment with separate entrance attached to the back of his house that we would always stay in. They also had a big herd of beef cattle (about 30 head) and a small flock of sheep (about 10-15 head). The entrance to this apartment was overlooking the road to the barn and the upper pastures.
It was away from the main road by quite a bit, so there was no harm in letting the boys run the pastures a little bit. (But always supervised from the top of the hill.)
So guess what Max would do? He would find the filthiest, nastiest, most puke-inspiring piece of (sheep poop, cow poop, horse poop, dead squirrels, etc) he could find and bring it back INSIDE. It became necessary to do a cheek check when going in for the night. There were a couple of times he managed to get past me, though. And what did he bring inside? The five-day-old innards of a field-dressed deer! It was RANK and I was DISGUSTED. I think I yelled "DROP IT" so loud the poor guy almost peed on the floor.
I'm totally cracked up here!!!!

