I expect dogs to lift a leg the first time they enter my house. It's fun to watch their mortified humans protest that he has never done this before. Dogs cannot not help themselves, what with all the hundreds of messages left by previous guests that require a response. I don't try to stop them or shame them, just stand at the ready with my disinfectant spray in one hand and rag in the other.
That being said, the first time is acceptable. After that, we expect a little restraint. Which most guests have except Chance. Chance looks like God picked the most interesting parts of several breeds and created His own Mr. Potato Head. He visits us every other Saturday and we've watched him blossom from a trembling, terrified mess to a joyful little guy who loves to play chase. Perhaps Chance allowed himself to get too comfortable. It seems he can't resist a wall, table leg or one time, my Ugg boots. His one-day visit can burn through a bag full of rags, easily. What to do?
A rare glimpse of Chance with all four feet on the ground.
America is the land of invention and clearly, one of those inventors had their own Chance. Hence, the Simple Solution Male Wrap. Disturbingly similar in appearance to a codpiece, this Velcro-fastened accessory has brought back the love and banished the frustration. Having read the directions, I'm pretty sure its inventor was a Baptist: "Position the wrap so the …pad covers your dog's masculinity." His masculinity? That's what they're calling it nowadays?
Someone please shoot me.
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