Irony?
This being one of the few but happy days off I have over the course of August, Mel & I decided that it would be a wonderful idea to take Shady out to one of the local parks and let her do the many things a small Shih-tzu on a leash would like to do: run, run some more, chase ducks, run, chase squirrels, and then beg for food at the hotdog stand.
And yet, not 2 minutes after we parked the car and let Shady start romping around on the grass, what happened? She stepped in dogshit. Not hers, mind you, but this remains the first time I've ever seen a dog accidentally step onto another dog's crap. It certainly didn't help that this was rather fresh, and must have squished beneath Shady's paw given how she suddenly reeled and stumbled about with her now-soiled paw held aloft in the air. But I will say, the ferociously indignant look she gave us was priceless.
It was something along the lines of: "What the hell is this? Get it off, get it off, get it off! And what the hell's that smell?!"
Happily, there was a nearby bathroom, so I got to truck Shady in an rinse her rather ripe-smelling paw off. Well, on the plus side, at least she was going to getting a bath later tonight anyways.
(Mel would also like to add that this must be karma, for the few occasions she's "discovered" some surprises Shady left on the apartment floor for us...feet-first.)
Today's Lesson: clean up after your dog. Or else other puppies might stumble into it--not across it, into it. Won't someone think of the puppies?!
posted by Phillip at 2:45 PM
