Jazz, aka Libby the Liberty Taker is now aka The Turd Burglar.
If you're picturing a dog on its hind legs, hunched over and tip toeing stealthily and looking shiftily left and right with front paws up in true Scooby Doo style, you're close.
Libby has always had a penchant for selecting only the ripest turds from the backyard menu and serving them up at the back doormat. She stopped for a time - we thought it was just a growing phase for our pup - and now it's started up again in earnest. Along with small stones. A leaf maybe. And sometimes a stray little twig. These other items I have no problems with. It's the finely crafted bits of dried shit that, er, I'm not so keen on as offerings.
Cigar, anyone?
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