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I much prefer this to when the pharmacists sniff at my butt at entry and then give advice on diet and nutritional supplements.
Kind of reminds me penis inspection day back in school
But that wasn’t the real penis inspector…
I don’t listen to diet advice from my doctor, why would I listen to a dog?
advice: woof wof, wof woof wof, wooof wof.
I guess you could think this while in a shower.
* Dog sniffs my butt then walks to one of those programmable phrase button mats * “Lose weight, fatso!”
“…who programmed that button?”
“speak to the Pharmacist about ozempic today”
Better a sniff dog than an over-enthusiastic proctologist.
