Wednesday, September 27, 2017
What goes up must eventually come down.
I have lots of stories about poop. Not my own (well, that would be a different blog post entirely) but cat and dog poop. It's mostly what I do as a pet sitter. Pick up poop. On walks with dogs, in lots of cat boxes. I've stepped in it (so many times, I've lost count), I have started singing, to the tune of Elvis Costello's Everyday I Write in the Book, "everyday I step in the poop". The other day was a first though. After a walk with a client's dog, I started up the drive to go in. I didn't want to carry the poop bag through the house to dispose of in the trash bin in the back so I decided to just toss it over the gate. Well, I tossed and it went over the gate ... and landed on the roof. Explain that to your client. Good thing she has a very good sense of humor.
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