Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Oh Poop!

Blogger has been a real pain lately and has kept me from visiting and commenting on blogs.  Yesterday it moved at a snails pace and wouldn't let me visit my own blog with much success either.  Today is a new day, and so far... so good.

Yesterday while Gary and I was walking Gracie, Gary commented on her # of poops.  

Gary:  Look at her.  I can't believe she's pooping again.  She just pooped in the yard before we left the house.  

Me:  She just wants to give me something to pick up.  

 *stooping down with my black poopy bag and 
scooping up a tiny, hard bm*

Gary:  Gracie, you're something!  

*We walk a few more yards.

Gary: Look!  There she goes again!!  Gracie, you don't even have to go.  And of course you have to try to squeeze one out right here in somebody's yard.  You're something!!

*Gracie throws Gary a dirty look... then continues her walk with her nose to the pavement*

Gary:  Unbelievable!  She's going again!!  

*Gracie crouches, trying hard...*

Me:  Gracie.  Really!!!  

*by now... I'm on my 3rd and last doggie bag.  It's obvious that she doesn't have to go...  she's just adding to the smell of others along the way*

*Her back legs are trembling as she tries hard to push one out.  Then... I think...  there must be something wrong*

Me:  Gary!  Look!!  There's something wrong.  

*I bend down and get a closer look and she looks pitifully at me as she tries hard to produce something.  But what I see is a tiny pencil thin bm along with a huge red oval shaped... something that had just come out of her.  My poor baby!!*

Dear Diary,
Mom says the leaves are pretty this time of year.  Maybe that's why her and dad took me for a walk tonight.  I didn't have to go (I'd already went... if you know what I mean) (as sophie would say... wink, wink!)  Anyways...  getting on with my story...  Mom says the leaves are pretty this time of year, but not when the big red ones are stuck to my butt.  She say's Amber de-weenie would appreciate this story.  

* FYI - Don't feel too sorry for the dog.  It was just a leaf stuck to her butt from her constant crouching.  She's fine*

Gracie:  Easy for you to say..  can we say...  humiliated?!?...