poo. seriously.

twice a week i take this little pug dog and neruda to a track near the pug dog's house, and i watch them run around and try to break the necks off of empty water bottles (those evil deadly predators!) and walk, uneventfully, round and round the track. except for today when i see that both of them are very interested in something, and at first i'm like 'i guess they found some water over there on the field.' but then neruda starts wagging his tail, and i know he would never consider mere water worthy of a tail wag. so, there must have been some really, really good poo over there because i didn't know my dog to ever eat poo, and i'd never seen the pug dog try to eat poo, but they were both really into this poo. NEITHER NUTRITIOUS NOR DELICIOUS, boys.