We’re Lame-o’s

Posted on April 7th, 2008 by admin

As I’ve said before, T and I usually spend our weekends sleeping, eating, watching movies, and anything that doesn’t involve the exertion of energy. AKA, we’re lazy. Since adopting Hurley, we’ve added going to the dog park to our list of weekend activities. The dog park near our apartment is so cool. If I were a dog I’d want to go there every single day. You may remember my previous post about the dog park. Oh, you didn’t read it? Here, check it out:

http://peglegstarfish.com/2008/03/10/dog-park

Our trips to the dog park are pretty enjoyable for all of us. Hurley is surprisingly well behaved at the park. He’s just a happy-go-lucky dog who wants to meet and greet with everyone there. I usually have a few people ask me what kind of dog he is and tell me that he is “Soooo cute!” I gladly tell them that I adopted him from the Houston SPCA, as most of these people are the owners of purebred Great Danes, Labs, Boxers, etc. Hurley loves to run and romp and frolic at the dog park. This ususally means that he will take a poo while we’re there. I think it’s all the activity. It pushes it out or something. Mid romp, Hurley squatted and started to poo in a grassy spot. You’re supposed to pick up after your dog with the provided poo baggies. Not everyone does, but being the responsible dog owners that I am, I sent T to go grab a baggie from a nearby poo bag post. There were a bunch of other people standing around that had seen him drop a load. When T returned with the poo baggie we couldn’t find the poo, so it wasn’t like we could just walk away and leave it. Apparently I took my eye off of it for .005 seconds and I was unable to locate the poo. Not wanting to look like bad dog owners who didn’t pick up their dog’s poo-T pulled what we are now calling the “Phantom Poo Pick Up.”

It’s exactly what you think it is. T pretended to pick up Hurley’s poo. The same poo that had mysteriously dissapeared a few minutes earlier. This is why we’re lame-o’s. No one even knew the difference. I just have a feeling that we will be forever cursed to step in fresh poo whenever we visit the park in the future.

But-if you ever find yourself looking around for your dog’s poo with a group of onlookers nearby try the “Phantom Poo Pick Up.” You’re welcome dog owners of the world.