First and foremost, let me say thank you– your calls, emails, and comments have been very nice, and have made me at least more accepting of the fact that it's OK to just admit you're having a hard time and let people say nice things to you about how it won't last forever. It's times like this when I really love the internet, don't you? I'm sure I will be feeling better soon, and I really, really appreciate your thoughts. Thanks! Soon I will be going out of town, so I won't have to be in my "stressful place" anymore, and hopefully that should help me cool down so I can figure out a more long term solution.
With no transition at all, I will introduce the subject of dog poop. In a bag. On grass. What the….
I actually noticed this the other day when I was out with the dog and when it was still there yesterday morning, decided to take out my phone and take a picture (because you know, this is why NASA spends millions of dollars on research and new technology– so I can take pictures of dog poop in a bag with the tiny camera that's in my phone).
This. Is a bag. Of dog poop. On the grass, dude! Baffling, right? What is the reason for this?
Here's what is weird about this to me: you're out walking your dog, you've brought a bag like a reaponsible person, and good for you. Your dog does the deed, and good for him! He's a good dog!
You pick up the poop– right, right, everything is going according to plan. You tie a knot in th bag and then…. leave the bag on the grass right there?
What is wrong with you? You already did the hard part! You remembered the bag, your dog pooped, you picked it up, tied the knot, and NOW you're lazy? This makes no sense. You're half lazy, and that is even worse than just leaving the poop there altogether. Just leave it! This makes me think this person is just weird, and that they are walking around without pants or something. You know what I'm saying?
