Callie, a.k.a. CuRRy, can’t do all that like the dog in the video below but here are a couple of things she is very good at.

One day, we forgot to open the doggie door for her.  So she pooped in the living room downstairs, and in the master bedroom upstairs.  I was very glad that she had this special talent to save her poop for two different locations in the house.

When we take a walk around the block, she always poops at this particular neighbor’s yard.  I am not sure why but Callie only seems interested in “doing it” in her yard and not anywhere else.  Unfortunately, this is also the neighbor who has uncontrollable fear towards dog poop.   One day, we noticed that two humongous dogs deposited some extra large ”gifts” in her yard.  We didn’t know where these dogs came from because we had never seen them.  A few hours later, this neighbor came over and complained about the unwanted gifts and asked how to remove them.

Neighbor Anna:  OMG!!!  You dog pooped in my yard.  Very BIG!  SO BIG!  It’s disgusting.

Matt:  No, it’s not Callie.  We saw two dogs earlier in our development.  We didn’t know where they came from.

Anna:  What can I do?  It is SO BIG!

Matt:  Well, if you use two plastic bags, double bag it, and then just pick it up.

Anna:  Huh?  Two bag?  Double bag?  But it is SO BIG.

Matt:  Yes.  Use two bags.  Try it.

She left.  A few minutes later, she returned.

Anna:  OMG!  I can’t do it.  It is SO BIG and SO SOFT.  I feel so disgusting.

Matt:  Try using a small shovel, then you don’t have to “touch it.”

Anna:  Whose dog is it?  This is terrible.  They should pick it up.  I feel so disgusting.  This is too terrible.

She left again.  This time, we thought for sure the drama was over.  Hell no.  An hour later, she returned.

Anna:  OMG!  I feel so dirty and disgusting.  I pick it up and I feel so dirty.  Just so dirty.  So I have to shower.  So I go inside and take a shower.  (Meanwhile, she was showing us how she washed herself from top to bottom.)  I shower for a long time because I feel so dirty.  And then, I can’t eat dinner.  I look at dinner and I s(t)hrow up.  (Of course, she showed us how she vomited as well with perfect facial expression and hand motions.)

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Originally appeared on nerdfighters.ning.com

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