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I've never told anyone this. Not my mom. Not my best friend. Not even my vet, not properly anyway. Because if I told people, they'd think I was a bad dog owner. And I already felt like one. It happened on a Saturday morning. We were at Riverside Park. It was the kind of clear fall day where the whole neighborhood seems to be out with their dogs. I unclipped Baxter's leash at the gate and he took off like he always does. He's a three-year-old mutt, mostly Lab. I was standing with my coffee watching him tear around when I saw it happen. He found something on the ground near the fence. And before I could move, he ate it. Another dog's poop. I was already walking fast toward him when I heard it. "EWWWWWW." A little boy. Maybe seven. Pointing directly at Baxter. His face was pure disgust. His mom grabbed his arm and steered him away without making eye contact with me. A woman I didn't know, standing a few feet away with a golden retriever, turned and looked at me. "That's disgusting. Do better." I clipped Baxter's leash back on. We left. The whole walk home I stared at the pavement. The thing is — it wasn't the first time. At home, he'd done it too. I'd always just... been fast enough. Picked up after him before he could get to it. I learned to watch him closely in the yard. Scan the grass, bag it fast, don't let him circle back. I'd never once Googled or asked about it. Because if I asked, I'd have to admit it was happening. And if I admitted it, what would people think? I'd convinced myself Baxter was just weird. That this was not a problem. That some dogs are just like this. I'd been telling myself that for two years. That Saturday night, I opened an incognito window. That's how embarrassed I was. I typed: why do dogs eat poop What came back stopped me. First I found the forums. Reddit threads. Facebook groups. Comment sections under blog posts. Hundreds of people. "My Lab has done this since puppyhood and I'm mortified every time." "Our dog does this at home and I've never told anyone. So glad I found this thread." "I thought we were the only ones. My husband and I don't even talk about it." I sat there reading for an hour. I wasn't the only one. I wasn't a bad owner. This happened to people who clearly loved their dogs. And then I started reading about why it happens. There are a few reasons dogs eat feces. Boredom, attention-seeking, learned habits from puppyhood. But there's another explanation that I'd never seen discussed before that night, and it's the one that made the most sense for Baxter specifically. When a dog's gut bacteria are out of balance, their digestive system can struggle to properly absorb nutrients from food. And when that happens — when the gut is essentially running on empty — some dogs seek out feces. Their body is telling them something's missing. I spent the next week reading everything I could find. Vet research, ingredient labels, reviews. I wasn't going to buy the first thing that came up. What kept pulling me back to Wuffes was one thing: the probiotic strain they use, ProbioSEB CSC3™, is specifically designed to survive stomach acid and actually reach the gut intact. It was the first thing I'd found that felt like it was built to actually work. I ordered that night. Weeks 1–2: Nothing dramatic yet Baxter ate his chew immediately, he likes the pork flavour. I watched for changes and didn't see much at first. His stools were a bit more formed by day 10. But I wasn't sure if I was imagining it. What I noticed most in the first two weeks was something in me, not him. I was less anxious at the dog park. Not because anything had changed yet — but because I finally felt like I was doing something about it. That matters more than I expected. Day 30: Something shifted We went back to Riverside Park. I unclipped his leash at the gate. I watched him. He ran. He played. He sniffed a thousand things. He did not eat anything he shouldn't. I didn't breathe normally until we were back at the gate to leave. But we left without incident. Week 5, same thing. Week 7, same thing. I want to be honest: I don't know with absolute certainty that the probiotic is what changed this. He could have grown out of it. The timing could be coincidental. But his stools are consistently better. He's eating grass less than he used to. And the behavior that had me leaving parks in shame for two years has — so far — not come back. The thing I keep thinking about is how I should have done something earlier. If you're reading this because you Googled something you've been too embarrassed to say out loud — I get it. I've been there. You're not alone. And you're not a bad owner. You're just someone who didn't know yet. Give the probiotics a try. Wuffes is the one I recommend. ✅ Up to 50% off your first order ✅ Loved by over 500,000 pet parents in the US ✅ 90-day money-back guarantee See what happens. I promise you... you’ll wish you’d done it sooner. Just like I did.