Lolo: We jokingly called our recently deceased schnauzer, DUMP DOG…she loved riding in the old work truck with the window down. I’m certain she wore out her nose sniffing all the “glorious” dump scents. She knew what the word dump meant, and would bark with anticipation. The kind lady at the scale always had a nice doggy treat waiting for her. Yesterday’s trip to the dump was our first without her, and I left teary eyed.
Question: Does anyone else enjoy going to the dump?
D.F. (Dave) Oliveria joined The Spokesman-Review in 1984. He currently is a columnist and compiles the Huckleberries Online blog and writes about North Idaho in his Huckleberries column.
with the window down. I’m certain she wore out her nose sniffing all the “glorious” dump scents. She knew what the word dump meant, and would bark with anticipation. The kind lady at the scale always had a nice doggy treat waiting for her. Yesterday’s trip to the dump was our first without her, and I left teary eyed.
