10 Nov Poopy Morning
Delilah has a nasty habit that we have yet to resolve. Delilah thinks that filled pooh bags are moving targets worthy of being nipped. She turns pooh bags into explosive pooh bombs, with the contents usually targetting me. That’s what happened this morning when I was running with the dogs. Delilah must have jumped and clipped the pooh bag I was holding on route to the garbage. I didn’t notice. In fact, at some point I started thinking i hope i find a garbage immediately because this pooh stinks. That’s when I looked down and realized that I had the pooh all over me. It was on my shirt, the leash, my pouch. It was even on my ipod. Of course we were no where near home at this point. I used some leaves to wipe it as best as I could, which really just smeared it even more. When I got home everything went in the laundry except for me and the ipod.