A dog and a plastic bag

Posted in Undogegorized by chamblee54 on March 27, 2008

So, I am almost home. It is Thursday afternoon, I am tired and feeling horrible. My knee hurts, my job is a nuisance, and Jesus Hates Me.
I stop the car in front of the house so I can back in the driveway. There is a lady with a little dog in the front yard. As the woman is staring at me, the dog defecates.

Can I help you with something?

Something is coming out of the dog

I’m going to clean it up

The last thing I want is a confrontation with a dog owner. Dog owners can be so demanding and selfish about their precious little pooch. I back up the driveway, turn off the engine, and gather my things.
The lady is walking up the driveway. She is holding a plastic bag, which probably has dog product in it, but I cannot be sure.
I stay in the car for a minute. I do not want to talk to this woman.
Finally I get out.

I own three dogs. I would never let my dog poop in someone else’s yard. That is why I carry a plastic bag.
I said nothing.


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