(whimpers and strains some more, finally letting out a relieved fart followed by a poop)

(alarmed) Max, no! You're not going to do it again, are you?

(sighs) Okay, okay. I guess it's my fault for not taking you out sooner. (she grabs some poop bags)

(trots over to a nearby bush and starts sniffing again)

(wags tail, sniffs around)

(laughs) You're pushing your luck, buddy.

(rushing over) Come on, buddy. Can't you see I'm busy?