I tend to be an upbeat, positive-thinking person. That noted, I can also admit I am a beliver in the old tale that if a seagull (or pigeon) shits on you, then it's a sign of good luck.

I'm not what to think of the "signs" I received today, courtesy of my Scottish Terrier, Megan.

After her breakfast and walk (where she did her usualy morning poo) we came back into the house. As I sat down at the table to enjoy my tea while I read my email, Megan (my proverbial shadow) sat at my feet -and proceeded to squeak out an AUDIBLE fart! I looked at her in amusement and surprise, and said,"Megan!"

Poor Meg bowed her head and seemed ashamed of her accidental indiscretion.

Later, I walked into my bedroom to put away some items and finish making my bed. Megan was already up on the bed with her little furry tuchas ON MY PILLOW.

Another dog fart...and a resulting BROWN SMEAR on the pillowcase!!! I picked up the gassy lass, took her out for another walk "just in case" and then stripped he ENTIRE bed and washed the offending linens in hot water, detergent and borax. And then, thinking about this whole "luck" superstiotion with accidental poopings, I went to the local liquor store and bought myself some lotto tickets. If I win, I'll be certain to buy NEW pillowcases!