Let's see.
When I first had my stoma and learning about the appliance, anytime a dog would fart I was certain it was a leak.
Later, as I was used to things, I had a root beer and went to bed.
All I clearly remember is the bag blowing off from all the gas, a sh!t geyser spraying all over my sheets, wall, closet, floor, while sleepily trying to find the bathroom.
When I had finished showering and cleaning up, I remember my dog staring at me as if to say, "We potty OUTSIDE"
It does get better!