A little snippet of conversation around here

The grandson was here today with his Great Dane, Titan.  Son-in-law called and asked Arick to go someplace with him, so Arick asked if I would watch Titan.  
I love that dog, and for the most part I enjoy his company.  
However, Titan has an occasional problem with flatulence.  He's a BIG dog, so as you might imagine, his flatulence makes a BIG smell.  A couple of times today he graced me with a sample of his stink-bombs.  
Cliff came inside this afternoon and settled on the couch to read; Titan went over and laid down not far from him.  
I was reading my own book when I heard the sound of a fart.  I said, "Cliff, was that you, or Titan?"
"It was me," he answered.  
"Thank God," I replied with obvious relief.  
I thought Cliff was going to bust a gut laughing.  
"I never thought I'd hear anybody thanking God that I passed gas," he said, and by this time we were both laughing.