Dan thinks I'm sleeping.

I'm not. What I'm actually doing is admiring yet another nasty fart. It'll get to Dan in about 20 seconds and he'll pretend to be grossed out. In reality, he'll be carefully evaluating it against past farts of mine.

This one's got a chance to take the lead, too. Actually, there've been a lot of contenders lately. I think it's because the peeps changed my food. I was disappointed at first to say goodbye to the wet-dry mix, but I've gotten used to the new kibble and it's actually pretty good. Besides, the bag said it was filled with nutritional benefits, and now that its...oh, Dan just got it.

Looks like a winner to me.