Tamyrria Meeks

Smurf’s Zingaloo

Looking out of the glass door, my dog Smurf ponders, upon life or the smell beneath his feet. “What is out there waiting for me?” “Do we truly know what is beyond this invisible door?” “Why do my feet smell like rabbit pee?” I’m just a dog so they say, but is it wrong for me to believe I’m so much more than that. Hi sorry let me introduce myself. My name is Smurf Meeks and I believe everything stinks, but sometimes the unexpected thing can taste very good. You know like the poop squirrels leave behind that taste just like peanut butter, but it smells like your back side. Sorry to put it so harshly, but you humans make my nose turn up with the odors you have exploding out of your rear end. It’s okay sometimes I stink too.