I had a friend who owned a dog like that, Jacqui. We be talkin' wash the walls and repaint when Mister--the dog--let it rip. I must admit he was terrible to be around at times. I once watched him fart in his sleep. The odor must have awakened him. Not knowing where it came from he gave three or four of us a dirty look and left the room. He had verve. I was often tempted to put a cork in his ass but I figured that even if I could get one in there without waking him, when he DID ket one go the cork might cause bodily injury to bystanders, so I let it go.