It’s dark in the morning, now
when i take the mutt out for his morning constitutional. I usually just clip him on his leash and let him do his thing while I take my meds and pour the first coffee .
Dark enough that as I searched in the grass, it was hard to find the chrome leash clip. There it is, sez I, and I reach for it.
and it’s a concrete hard dog turd with a piece of tinfoil embedded in it.
Suppose it could have been worse, it might have been soft.
Will have to make more of a concious effort to make sure the leash clasp ends up on the concrete walk in future.
I so appreciate your sharing these little vignettes. They make my day that much brighter….. by comparison.
Cheech&Chong early in the morning?
Og-It would have been worse if it was *warm* and soft.
My latest mishap was the skinless, headless mouse corpse (cold and slimy) on the instep of my bare right foot. Managed not to scream like a five-year old girl, but all my brain could come up with was ‘ick-ick-ick’ for about five minutes.
There is a lot of ick in a skinless headless mouse.
One winter I was sitting down with the sister-in-law having a chat and their mutt-lab keeps going in and out the dog door every minute or so, the S-I-L looks over and says Morgan quit bringing sticks, where I can see from my clearer vantage point that it is not a stick but a field mouse frozen in a Olympic diving pose….
Og–even writing it down invoked the ick factor all over again…..
I have to admit the frozen mouse sounds kind of funny though.
“I’m FREEE!!! Damn, it’s col….”
Og, if your mutt is chowing down on old leftover wrappers (the tinfoil), you need to put a stop to that. Aluminum is very bad for the digestive system in all of us mammals, dogs included.
You have to catch him to stop him. Trust me, I’d like to confine his grazing to kibble, but he’s not easily confined, little houdini bugger.