Bodie's Life

Happy Father's Day!

Here's a story I wrote for one of the groups I belong to. And guess what, I won the funniest story about Dad and me! I even got a special rosette!
Here it is!

I remember when I first bonded with my dad.
Mom didn't know my dad too well at the time, but they were getting to be friends. He would come over and play with me, but we never really had a true bonding experience.
Then one day mom got an urgent phone call that a family member was in terminal condition in NJ. Mom had to get there right away. Since she didn't know many people in Florida, she asked my dad to watch us while she was gone.
Dad took me for lots of walks while mom was gone! Mom left him with very specific instructions about my eatting and poo times. But I wasn't eatting very much of my food. I don't know if I was nervous with mom being gone or what, but I didn't really want to eat. I just layed around on mom's bed and pillows.
And then dad and I bonded.
Not eatting properly had made me really constipated! Dad took me for my nightly walk, he thought all was well, and that I was done with my business. Until he discovered a turd hanging from one of mom's long blond hairs, still attached to my bum! Dad didn't know what to do! He never had a dog in his life! And there he was, this big guy with big muscles, and me, a little white bichon, and a dangling turd!
Dad took me back to my house and was real nervous. He didn't want to leave me a mess, so he did the only thing he could do. He found a pair of scissors, and cut the turd in question right off of me! Then he discovered that I had made a real mess of my fanny and it needed a good washing. The next thing I know, this strange man, soon to be my dad, was cleaning my fanny! He didn't seem too happy with this predicament, but he took care of me none the less!
Then dad called mom in NJ, to tell her that we had a true bonding experience.
I just knew he would be my furever dad after all of that! And to this day, my dad takes very special care of me.