So the other day I was on a walk with my cutie dog Pepper.  We usually walk about 2 miles.  Well, I must have been distracted because I realized I had dropped one of her poop bags.  I looked behind me, and it was no where in sight.  I had no desire to retrace my steps to find it, but I still felt bad leaving a bag of "stuff" on the sidewalk.
    Fast forward two days, and I decided to go on my usual walk again.  I was happy to find the bag of dog leftovers on a street corner.  I must have dropped it when I was rounding the corner.  Well, trying to be a good neighbor, I picked up the bag from two days ago.  I continued on my walk.
     As I kept walking, this jogger ran past me and gave me a strange look.  I looked down, and the dog bag was leaking.  It was all over my shirt, pants, and legs.  Ugh!!  It had rained the night before, and I didn't realize the bag had a leak and had filled with water.  I found a nearby trashcan and discarded the bag.  I don't usually like to use other people's trashcans, but I was not about to carry the bag and leaking contents the rest of the way home!
      Anyway, I made it home with the doggy, told my husband my disgusting story, and hopped into the shower. 
      Lesson learned!
Initiation Love (2015)
10 years ago
 


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