Who Needs Huts When You Got Butts!

The cat has always known that mutts like to sniff butts. That is just a thing they do. They do it to more than a few. But it seems to be spreading like a disease. This could be worse of an outbreak than fleas on knees.



 At first it was just this.A merry go round bit of bliss.Mutts just waited in line,For a smell they found divine.
 
Then it moved to a human rump.I guess it beats a leg hump.So it was not all bad.For some humans fun was even had. 

 Then they went deeper.This one was a keeper.They wanted undies everywhere,To go away so they could stare.

Then it jumped to cats.They were sniffing butts like ding bats.Oh say it isn't so.That is a whole new low.

Baboons were doing it too.Just relaxing with a butt in view.This was really going to hell,As all stopped for a smell.

 Even Cassie got in on the act.It is such a sad fact.Thankfully it was not mine,Just some other random feline.

Humans were the last.But they also joined the cast.Wrestling and butt sniffing,A new sport, Whiffing.

They did it here, there and everywhere.It was no longer rare.Even at the grocery store,Humans would stop to explore.

It went right to the top.Although this could be a flop.Cross species butt sniffing,Sure adds a whole new dimension to Whiffing.

But never fear.There is good news I hear.Crotch sniffing has yet to catch.So some balls none will try and fetch.
What can we do to stop this? Are you engaged in butt sniffing bliss? Do you think you deserve the Whiffing title? I hope you don't sit there and idle. Do you like a large or small mass? Either way, I'm going to cover my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.