In a book I just read, that's what they refer to it as. When your dog rolls around in the grass or on the ground, happily rubbing his face all over something with a look of ecstacy on their face? It's pate they're rubbing in. What is pate? Decomposition. For some reason that I will never understand dogs like to rub the smell of rotting anything all over their fur. It's the most disgusting thing ever, which is why I was none too happy when Husband found Theo in the yard yesterday, rubbing himself all over a decomposing lizard. I'll spare you the details...but sufficed to say Theo will be getting no snuggles from me for a long while. Gross.