In the middle of dinner my son tells me that he has a question. He wants to know something about dogs. After a brief pause and a sip of water he says:
“Dad, when people go to the bathroom we have to wipe our tushies, but I have never seen a dog wipe his butt. Why don’t they use toilet paper?”
Being the good kindly old man I am, I immediately sighed with relief. It wasn’t that hard a question to answer. All I need to do is provide a simple, logical answer why a dog doesn’t need to wipe his ass. And then I realized that I didn’t know the answer. For a moment I surveyed the room to see if there was a good resource to use to answer the question.
On the bookshelf across the way I noticed a Star Wars book and immediately became fixated upon it. Or should I say that I immediately wondered about Chewbacca and Wookie bathroom habits. Kind of an odd thought and a strange juxtaposition, but sometimes you just have to go with where life takes you.
So I told the big boy that I wasn’t exactly sure, but that we could research it together. Due to an impending bedtime the research was put off but I know that within the next day or two the question will resurface. I think that it is time to call the vet or resort to making some stupid joke about how dogs use cats.