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HUMOR - Dogs gotta doo what dogs gotta doo...
(From the Dogbert Newsletter...)
Last week, my in-laws were in town. While they were out visiting some other relatives, I took my turn watching their dog, Mollie. At this point, I should pause and mention that I haven’t had a dog since I was a kid. And in those days, in the country, when the dog felt nature’s call, we’d simply let the dog out, and it would use any part of our 2.5 acres as its toilet. Later, if you wanted to throw a ball around, you just kicked the (usually) frozen logettes to the side to clear a path. In those simple times, you weren’t playing a sport unless someone ended up covered in dog feces. It was just part of the game.
These days, things are quite different. Today, if you go to school covered in dog feces, there’s a stigma. And of course there’s the leash law. But nothing takes the joy out of a walk in the fresh air quite like being required to carry a plastic purse full of dog poop.
Back to my story, I took Mollie for a walk, thinking I understood how this process worked. The leash was no mystery. It had a cool spring action with a pistol grip. I liked that part. And I grabbed an official poop bag on the way out of the house. I was ready for anything.
Within a minute, Mollie laid down a steamer. I think she had been eating the cat food, because it wasn’t the firm little log I was expecting. But I soldiered on, turning the bag inside out like a glove, and grabbing the warm pile that melted in my hand. It wasn’t pleasant in the usual sense of the word, but I experienced some satisfaction in a job well done. I tied the bag into a tidy little package and intended to head home.
That’s when I noticed Mollie had just begun to poop. I don’t know if she was trying to spell “HELPâ€
Last week, my in-laws were in town. While they were out visiting some other relatives, I took my turn watching their dog, Mollie. At this point, I should pause and mention that I haven’t had a dog since I was a kid. And in those days, in the country, when the dog felt nature’s call, we’d simply let the dog out, and it would use any part of our 2.5 acres as its toilet. Later, if you wanted to throw a ball around, you just kicked the (usually) frozen logettes to the side to clear a path. In those simple times, you weren’t playing a sport unless someone ended up covered in dog feces. It was just part of the game.
These days, things are quite different. Today, if you go to school covered in dog feces, there’s a stigma. And of course there’s the leash law. But nothing takes the joy out of a walk in the fresh air quite like being required to carry a plastic purse full of dog poop.
Back to my story, I took Mollie for a walk, thinking I understood how this process worked. The leash was no mystery. It had a cool spring action with a pistol grip. I liked that part. And I grabbed an official poop bag on the way out of the house. I was ready for anything.
Within a minute, Mollie laid down a steamer. I think she had been eating the cat food, because it wasn’t the firm little log I was expecting. But I soldiered on, turning the bag inside out like a glove, and grabbing the warm pile that melted in my hand. It wasn’t pleasant in the usual sense of the word, but I experienced some satisfaction in a job well done. I tied the bag into a tidy little package and intended to head home.
That’s when I noticed Mollie had just begun to poop. I don’t know if she was trying to spell “HELPâ€
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Not Depressed enough yet? Go read National Geographic, July 1976
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Same here when I was a kid.
Never send a country boy to do a city boys job.
If its any consolation I have my FIL & MIL dog too. But I guess its not cause I live in teh country.
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Re: HUMOR - Dogs gotta doo what dogs gotta doo...
[quote="Old Ironsights"]And I was hurrying, so needless to say, back at the house I needed the Karen Silkwood treatment to feel clean again.
“Mollie double-bagged him.â€
“Mollie double-bagged him.â€
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I grew up on dairy farms and as a kid there aint nothing like the feeling of satisfaction you get when you boot a steaming pie and make it explode all over the paddock. Warms the gumboot up nicely too
On the subject of double baggin dogs, I had a rottie a few years ago who liked to drink sea water when we went to the beach. Now a running dog full of seawater is a spraypak that has to be seen to be believed> There is no way you can bag that.
On the subject of double baggin dogs, I had a rottie a few years ago who liked to drink sea water when we went to the beach. Now a running dog full of seawater is a spraypak that has to be seen to be believed> There is no way you can bag that.
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You know the best part of cleaning the corral?
Lobbing a nice chunky into the back of your brother's head when he isn't looking...
For the dogs, I use a shovel and a 30gal can. When they get goin', they are production oriented critters. I just wish there was a demand for the product. I'd be set for life.

Lobbing a nice chunky into the back of your brother's head when he isn't looking...
For the dogs, I use a shovel and a 30gal can. When they get goin', they are production oriented critters. I just wish there was a demand for the product. I'd be set for life.
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Government office attracts the power-mad, yet it's people who just want to be left alone to live life on their own terms who are considered dangerous.
History teaches that it's a small window in which people can fight back before it is too dangerous to fight back.
History teaches that it's a small window in which people can fight back before it is too dangerous to fight back.
Growing up we had a 2 acre pond in the pasture a couple hundred yards from the house. On hot summer days perfect for swimming, me and my brother would race down to the pond and jump in. Of course, barefoot through a cow pasture not always a great idea. I still remember the warm fuzzy feeling of cow $h{t oozing up between my toes. 
+1 to YK's smiley. got me laughing today. thanks.
I have a great dane and a beagle and use a Moose scoop to clean up after them, then its into a trash bag inside a 5 gal bucket. At the end of the week, I just tie the bag and put in the trash, usually in one of the 50# bags for their food. I have found that my mule is easier to clean up after than the dogs. I don't do single or double bags though, its the scoop or nothing.
I have a great dane and a beagle and use a Moose scoop to clean up after them, then its into a trash bag inside a 5 gal bucket. At the end of the week, I just tie the bag and put in the trash, usually in one of the 50# bags for their food. I have found that my mule is easier to clean up after than the dogs. I don't do single or double bags though, its the scoop or nothing.
Mike Johnson,
"Only those who will risk going too far, can possibly find out how far one can go." T.S. Eliot
"Only those who will risk going too far, can possibly find out how far one can go." T.S. Eliot
I've got a supply of grocery bags in the truck and always a couple in my coat pockets. Fortunately, our dog is a miniature schnauzer so one can often double up on a bag, with care. In the back yard she goes in a set area and I clean it once a week.
Cats are what irritate me.
Oh, and when I was a kid we learned how to maneuver in mid-air to avoid stepping in the stuff whether it be horse, cow, dog or... We could run flat out through a field and hit nary a pile. Takes practice and flexibility sometimes...
Cats are what irritate me.
Oh, and when I was a kid we learned how to maneuver in mid-air to avoid stepping in the stuff whether it be horse, cow, dog or... We could run flat out through a field and hit nary a pile. Takes practice and flexibility sometimes...
Sincerely,
Hobie
"We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best that we find in our travels is an honest friend." Robert Louis Stevenson
Hobie
"We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best that we find in our travels is an honest friend." Robert Louis Stevenson
I traveled with the Clyde Beatty-Cole Bro circus band for part of a season in 1971......you should have seen the Poop Output per day for a Circus.......
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