The finest, best dog I've ever had, and maybe ever met, had a real flatulence problem.

One evening whilst I was surfing, he was curled up as dogs do, nose to tail, asleep.

Then he sneezed, woke up, and walked out of the room. The air swirled, and it hit me. Actually shocking. Just rancid.

In mine youth I once walked behind a mule as mine maternal grandfather said I must learn to "hoe cotton, boy".

Jeep's fart was as bad as that mule's. I have yet to see any other creature fart so badly that it woke itself from a sound sleep.

Jeep could have used some Beano!