(panting, looking up at Jen with a "who, me?" expression)
(wags tail, sniffs around)
(sighs) Okay, okay. I guess it's my fault for not taking you out sooner. (she grabs some poop bags) pooping dog script full
(rushing over) Come on, buddy. Can't you see I'm busy? (panting, looking up at Jen with a "who, me
(whimpers and strains some more, finally letting out a relieved fart followed by a poop) me?" expression) (wags tail
(trots over to a nearby bush and starts sniffing again)
(looks back at Jen with an innocent expression)