
Gabby-Pooooo!
Gabby, my dog, rolled in deer shit today
she smiled at me, then pranced through the door
why she did it, who knows, I can’t say
Gabby, my dog, rolled in deer shit today
off to the washtub we went straight away
putrid, green goo, it was hard to ignore
Gabby, my dog, rolled in deer shit today
she smiled at me, then pranced through the door
~kat
The poem tells the story! I didn’t happen to get the before photo. I was too busy corralling Gabby into the washroom. She had done a good job of it. I assumed it was an herbivore (likely a deer) based on the green tinge that needed extra scrubbing once I got the bulk of it cleared away. Gross!!! She’s done this a few times before. I’m sure there is an animal behavior that explains this awful practice. And I am quite sure she does not consider it awful or gross. When she came inside she was quite pleased with herself, a big smile on her face begging for a treat for being a good girl.
Okay…so, you know me. I had to look it up. Apparently it has to do with scent marking; channeling her inner wolf. This I can relate to. I’m on a similar path myself. Learning to deprogram all the BS that this world imposes on us from the time we’re born to become civilized. Lately I’ve been returning to my roots, entertaining my wilder, intuitive side. I’m remembering who I really am, shedding the labels that the world has used to define me. Thank goodness my journey doesn’t involve rolling in poop! But it does get messy sometimes. Messy is not always a bad thing.
So…does this revelation count as a glimmer? I’ll take it! It’s a confirmation to me that I am on the right track.
As for Gabby, she’s definitely a glimmer, all scrubbed and sanitized and cute as ever. If I look close enough I can see her “wolf” side simmering behind those dark eyes of hers. She can smell a skunk passing by outside through insulated walls in the middle of the night. ( I speak from experience! ). It is a reminder to me to listen to that wild side of myself, and to trust my intuition as well.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨💩💩💩
Poetry form: the Triolet
Elements of the triolet:
A (first line)
B (second line)
a (rhymes with first line)
A (repeat first line)
a (rhymes with first line)
b (rhymes with second line)
A (repeat first line)
B (repeat second line)




August 9th, 2025 at 4:16 am
Oh ICK! was my first reaction…but I’m thinking about what you said…all the stuff others put on us. I dare say I rolled in family poop for many years, but not anymore! Yes, it’s a “glimmer”–I gather than anything positive IS, correct? Much love, Rene
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August 9th, 2025 at 6:32 am
Yes ma’am! You’ve got it! 😊
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August 9th, 2025 at 7:02 am
Hurray!!!
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August 9th, 2025 at 6:23 am
That look says, “Mom, what did I do wrong?”
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August 9th, 2025 at 6:41 am
It does doesn’t it? I wish I had gotten a before pic. She was so happy and pleased with herself! Her entire neck and chest, and one front leg were covered!!! 💩💩💩
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August 9th, 2025 at 1:45 pm
Aw, bless her poo-y hide! With Kizzy, it was fox poo, and roll she did! We could not get rid of the stink as we were camping and only cold water was available. She was not happy!
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August 9th, 2025 at 6:56 pm
Oh my Yuck! Fortunately I was able to toss her right in the tub. But I had to follow that with a rinse-free shampoo to neutralize the smell!!! Such fun they are! 😆
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August 10th, 2025 at 1:37 pm
Kizzy was also a shepherd so not the tossing in the tub kind!! There is a lot to be said for having small(er) dogs!
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August 11th, 2025 at 2:03 am
Oh my gosh! I understand! After years of having mastiffs there is definitely something to appreciate about a smaller pooch!
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August 11th, 2025 at 1:23 pm
🙂
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