Sunday, May 3, 2009

Having a Friend Pick Up Their Poop

You know what, dogs? I don't know what to say. I really don't. I could rant and rave for few paragraphs about how degrading it is to put your poop in a little bag that I'll carry around for blocks afterward, or how you never act grateful or offer to clean up my poop, or how bending down behind your butt to so I can grab a steaming pile of crap isn't my favorite way to spend a Sunday afternoon, but this pisses me off so much that I just don't think I can muster the energy for that rant.
What I will say is that none of my other friends ask me to clean up after them. I only do it for you because you don't have hands. But as soon as you evolve some, this whole thing is over. I'm tired of this shit. Pun intended!
(flickr photo What's really going on here? by brandi666;


  1. Who's smarter? The dog of course. You don't see them picking up our poop. Just saying.

    Have a terrific day. :)

  2. Can I just say I am delighted that I found this blog. Cracking me up!

  3. At least my cats don't make me carry their poop around with me.

  4. We miss you at the castle. the poop is piling up.. you need to stop by...
    The Queen