Sharon found a secluded spot just off the edge of the lawn where she was surrounded by bushes, and then whined and stretched back her foreleg and pointed with her paw at her butt. "The plug is uncomfortable for you?" Jim asked.
If that meant that Jim would remove it, Sharon was happy. She whined in an attempt to indicate her agreement.
"OK," he said, "but I don't see why we had to come out here for that." He pulled out the plug, and Sharon moved a short distance away from him, squatted down and did her business.
"Oh God, Sharon! That's disgusting." He turned his back and walked away. Having finished crapping, Sharon trotted after him, and rubbed her body affectionately against his leg. Jim looked down in alarm, but saw that her butt was nowhere near his leg and anyway looked clean.
He sighed. "I really think you're taking this much too far, but as I love you I suppose I have no choice but to go along with it. I suppose you want your tail back." He carefully replaced her buttplug, and then moved his hand to her head and ran his fingers through her hair. She gave a soft howl of contentment.
Sun Jan 26 20:23:06 2014