By most estimations, Denali is a rugged dog. A rugged, “I love the snow and mud” kind of dog. When it comes to the rain, though, he turns into a total baby. He whines and cowers and moves with general disdain if you dare take him outside when it rains.
Oh, and he’ll poop on the dining room floor rather than go out to use the appropriate space in the yard. See what I mean – total baby.
Yet, despite my firm stance, I had a change of heart this morning. Upon returning from our 2-mile walk, during which Denali sidled up next to me under the umbrella, he plopped himself on the floor and got busy cleaning himself up. Paws were licked, fur was smoothed. But no matter how much he worked, Denali couldn’t get himself to pre-rain walk conditions. In other words, he stunk. Badly. As only a wet dog can.
And that’s when I realized it: Denali hates the rain because he hates the way he smells after being in the rain. After all, a dog’s sense of smell is 20 times that of a human. If we are repulsed, they have to be ... right? Right!