Sense of smell

As most of you know, my dog is the stupidest smart dog. You know the story, he eats everything. Well, after 2 surgeries in 2 months, he pulls another fast one on us. We left for MAYBE 45 minutes. Before we left, we put the cone on him so that he doesn’t lick his surgery scars or anything.

Well, this dog figured out how to open our sealed garbage can that you have to press your foot down on the lever to open. We had 2 steak bones and multiple corn on the cobs in the garbage from the night before. He got the steak bones and chomped them down. That cone doesn’t stop sh!t.

I’ll save you a lot of details because this dog is not the focus of this story. It is the vet.

Since my normal vet was closed by this time, I had to take the dog to the emergency vet in Snohomish. We signed in, and waited for the Doctor. Doctor Joe was his name.

Doctor Joe comes in and checks out my dog. Keep in mind, Doctor Joe doesn’t know why we are there yet.

Standing in front of Parker (the dog), checking out his ears, the doc smells the breath on Parker.

“Steak and corn on the cob, eh?”

My wife and I look at each other… how the
hell did you know that?!

Apparently Doctor Joe has an insane sense of smell. He can pick out several smells and decipher exactly what they are. He can walk by someone and tell you if they just drank a Diet Coke versus a regular Coke.

WTF. That is one superpower I am glad I don’t have. Mainly because my dogs farts are the WORST.