Our dogs have discovered the grease drippings from under the grill. Buster came in with a black forehead last night. No wonder he keeps asking to go out on the lanai. I thought it was to taunt the squirrels. Silly me. He is eating grease. That can’t be good.
We should have taken a picture. He looked like a racoon. He didn’t like that, as soon as we mentioned it, he said “get it off! Get it off!” and jumped up on the couch so we could wipe off the grease from his head.