Water Park of Urine

My brother Bacchus (Oreo Bob Grey Dog International Dog of Mystery), also a former street dog, does not like the outdoors. He holds his bladder as long as possible, and when he admits defeat he goes for a long time. Sometimes I'm sniffing or basking so intently that I stand in his colossal urine stream. 

Picture me outside... entranced

Today I ran just as he lifted his leg. From my human's perspective it was a miss. Then she picked me up, and felt the warm fresh urine soak into her clothes. Joy. While I tried to hop onto our bed like a little pee sprinkler, she attempted to clean me and strip at the same time. 

My people make stuff up
Good thing I'm cute.


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