Saturday, February 11, 2012


I know that the three of you may feel this post is inappropriate. I was telling my SIL about some of my observations concerning Rudy's poop recently, all the while thinking (but unable to shut up) that "I can't believe I'm talking about this and she already thinks I'm nuts!"

But I've notice something while living in the apartment AND I think Rudy may have issues.

When we lived in the house, I would just let Rudy out the back door and no observations were made. He often didn't poop when we walked back then. When you walk your dog you HAVE to notice how often they poop. Plastic bags are involved, at least in populated areas.  (So it is more eco-friendly to put plastic bags in the landfills than leave my dog's poop in the grass.) (Having said that, I have stepped in poop of big dogs here in the apartment complex that had not been put in a plastic bag and then ended up in a landfill. It is a tricky situation.) (I most likely will not be carrying plastic bags in the country.)

I have noticed that Rudy must have just the right place to poop. AND, if there are a lot of smells, even when it is 40 degrees or pouring rain, he has to smell them all to find just the right place. Even, sometimes, with false starts. "WAIT! OVER HERE!" "NO! THIS SPOT IS BETTER!!" There are a lot of dogs here in the apartment complex. A LOT. So, that means there are a lot of smells. Dog smells. Unfamiliar dog smells.

Did I mention it was a little chilly outside this morning?

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