A cautionary tale

Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by 72wilma, Sep 23, 2011.

  1. I was walking puca this morning and it was a lovely autumnal morning full of falling leaves ... beautiful and as I stood admiring them the dog had taken herself off and 'performed'. She ran up to me wagging her tail and doing the 'I've just done a poo' leg kicking dance. Great. Poo bag in hand I glanced over the grass, lots of lovely leaves, no poo. I looked harder, lots of lovely leaves, no poo. A bit more looking, lots of lovely leaves, no poo. Grid search (you see walking skills come in handy in the urban environment) lots of lovely leaves, no poo. Panicking a bit (nice responsible dog owner, public grass) I began to walk up and down a bit like the police searches of an area where someone has gone missing. Eventually, there it was curled up disguised as a leaf, stone cold.

    Please don't go kicking up autumn leaves with open toed shoes ;D
     
  2. Honky

    Honky Administrator

    In between the toes?
     
  3. ewwwwwwwwwwww! we all know someone who had a toe-full of doggy diarrhoea don't we ;)
     
  4. Honky

    Honky Administrator

    Do we?
     
  5. mrs dog :) RTTH 2010
     
  6. I admire you're dedication. After a couple of minutes I would have bent down and picked up a handful of leaves and called it squits
     
  7. Birdy

    Birdy Not Child Friendly

    I'm with you mrsmc.

    There is nothing good to come from poo between the toes :sick:
     
  8. Ahh the old leaves in a bag routine - I do this when Diggy's poo is too runny to pick up but people are standing around clearly expecting some kind of action.
     
  9. As a child in the 70s, I lived next door to a very miserable old man. He was very rude, caused a nuisance, shouted at every one, hated kids, swore at all the neighbours, complained about everything....... You know the type. So I got some dog poo and put it on some sheets of old newspaper and rolled it up. I then walked up to the miserable git's doorstep, put it down, set light to it, rang his doorbell and bolted, jumping behind a bush with some mates, waiting for him to come to the door. As soon as he opened the door he was greeted by a burning newspaper, upon which he bagan stamping in his slippers to put the fire out. Happy Days ;D
     
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  11. I thought the story was going to end, walked up and down a bit and... found it trod straight in it!! :-[
     
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  13. bernjb56

    bernjb56 Supporter

    This is fundamentally why I don't own a dog !

    Would love the walking bit - struggle with poo collection :(
     
  14. Have some karma for being a responsible dog owner - most people would have given up looking.

    It's the unpleasant side of being a dog owner, but it really annoys me when I have to dodge the poo in the park because someone was too lazy/irresponsible to clear it up.
     

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