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Sunday, February 6, 2011

When Dog $h!T Happens!




Lets see where to start this....

When I was in my teen years as a punishment I was made to go outside and clean up dog poo with a broken handled shovel and a bag. I would gag and be in tears by what I thought was a horrible punishment! I remember being so mad about it...


Now lets fast forward to the present day....

I live in the city, where you have to pick up your dogs poo and hope there is some kind of trashcan with in a few meters of where your lovable beast decides to put down his $#!^.

This is the item I bought for my wonderful dog... aka Pooping machine. This item is a wonderful thing... it attaches to the leash and allows you to pull out just one bag at a time and its refillable.... So in theory you will never be with out a bag.




My hubbie on the other hand does not like this item, I bought that latches onto the leash for the connivance of never having to worry about having a poopie bag on hand when ever our dog needs to lay down his duty. Even though I was tired of finding random poopie bags all over the house, or in pockets of jackets or jeans....And then to think we are out but really we have a whole roll stashed in odd places O.o

At first he would take it off the leash and I would put it back on the leash.... this went on for a few weeks, finally I just gave in and didn't put it back on again...

Then the other day I was out with our dog just after taking the kids to school, I brought just one bag with me ... which he always does just one in the morning BUT not that morning he went Twice! Later I was informed it was his favorite spot to go poo! HA .... Panic struck through me, feeling like a bad dog owner, I hung my head low and swore to myself if only I had that poopie bag holder!!!

Today I went to grab just one bag and thought twice... maybe I should take the whole roll with me. There was NO Way I was going to relive the feeling of being a bad city dog owner...

And Then it happened! 
The bag split! With the poo falling right back to the ground... Thankfully I brought the whole roll, so taking off the second bag I noticed the bottom of that one was not closed ... so I tied a knot and re-picked up the poop as well as the broken bag...with the flash backs of being a girl that was sooooo upset about picking poo up with a shovel....

Life sure is funny! And Yes the Poopie bag holder is Now Back On the Leash!

2 comments:

  1. Yes, as a fellow dog owner (i'll be it smaller than yours) daily duty is consistent. I found one of these collar bones or baggy holders on the street - guess it must have fallen off another dogs leash - so Dallas is the luck prize winner and I am the lucky prize remover. Are you ever active on this blog Bettina. Hope you sleep better soon.

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  2. Charles! and here I thought you for gotten all about little ole me! I think I will get a great sleep at the end of the week! Thanks for reading Charles.

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