All Things Profane and Sacred

The boys have been doing sychronized elimination these days. When they poop, both their butts drop at the same time. They have been standing one on each side of a bush, pole or fireplug (god that sounds horribly dirty) and peeing away, oblivious of the backsplash the other creates. I hope this isn't part of some elaborate dog con where I have to explain to them that there is no sychonized peeing at the Olympics while the other neighborhood dogs howl with laughter because they've put one over on doofus and dirtbag.