A Time to Poo
|Corky is relaxing in the wheelwell on the drive home.|
It was the Pooing Hour.
Corky and I got out of the car and I walked him over to a grassy median where I tried to get him to busy. He wandered around sniffing. He finally peed halfheartedly and sniffed a bit more. I knew there was more in there. I stood my ground.
Corky turned in a half circle and then back again. Aha! Got him. He did a half squat and then shift and started to poo. Success! I was so stoked. I got out my poo bags. They were electric yellow and could be seen from the moon.
"Good boy, Corky!" Corky wagged his tail. He looked at the yellow bag and looked away. It may have hurt his eyes. They were bright. I tied the bag into a knot to prevent any stink from escaping and began to walk toward Whole Foods to throw it away in one of their trash cans.
Now, here is where it gets a bit tricky. As you approach Whole Foods, there is an eating area off to the right. I certainly didn't want to walk up to that area and wave my big bag of poo around with diners: "Hey! Got some poo here! Look! Does this make you want to eat your food?!"
Fortunately, I had parked to the left and my approach was away from the diners. I was hiding the bright yellow bag (haha, as if you could hide that bag) by my side. I started to look for trash cans.
Nothing. Not one trash can.
Really, Whole Foods? No trash cans?
|A shot of a Whole Foods shopping bag.|
I'm standing by a planter with a big bright yellow bag of poo. What now? Take it into the store? Certainly not! I can't even take it close to the door. IT'S POO! LOTS OF POO.
What store doesn't have trash cans?
OK. I set my bag of dog poo down on the ground and say to anyone listening, "I will be back for this bag of poo," and I walk away.
I leave the yellow bag of poo and Corky and I walk into the store. I did turn to look and it glowed back at me accusingly. POO, POO.
There was nothing to be done.
A Bad Decision
|Close-up of Corky looking sweet.|
Not an elegant solution, but it worked.
Everything was put in a paper bag and now I had a handle. I left and picked up my yellow bag of poo (which was still there!!) on the way out, which I carried home to throw away in my trash can.