Dog Poop Confession.

I have the confession of all confessions to make today.

It’s the type of confession that could ruin me in the responsible dog owner world but I’m willing to take that chance because in this day and age, I don’t think that we confess our dog sins as much as we should.

I got to feeling this way last week when all of you were telling me how well I take care of Leroy. I very much appreciated the comments and I thought that it was very nice of you to take the time to say those nice things but truth be told, I didn’t do anything that you guys wouldn’t do for your dogs.

We all love our dogs and we do the very best that we can for them.

On this blog I feel like I share the bad and the good. I’m always as truthful as I can be with you and I think that’s why a lot of you are here.  But maybe I don’t share enough of the bad. Maybe I leave some things out unintentionally.

So today I’m going to fill you in on a bad thing that I did, or didn’t do, a few weeks ago.

I faked picked up dog poop.

I did.

I acted like I was picking it up but I really wasn’t.

I was walking Leroy and he pooped.

This was during his diarrhea phase which is no excuse but it kind of is in this case.

When Leroy is having episodes like this, his diarrhea isn’t just soft, it’s water.

Pardon the description but when his back end lets loose it looks like a fire hydrant being flushed.

It’s all water and it’s very forceful.

So when he has a bowel movement it’s literally like fluid that just soaks into the ground.

Which is no big deal when it’s in your backyard. BUT when you’re walking your dog and this happens on a busy road where traffic is backed up for miles and you know that at least 6 people in cars are watching you, you’re kind of in a pickle.

Seriously, there was one guy that was sitting in his car with the window rolled down and he was all smiling and watching Leroy and then all of a sudden Leroy pooped and the expression on the guys face went to happy and smiling to being completely mortified.

That poor guy.

I’m sure that the image was forever burned in his mind and no matter how hard he tried to unsee it, he couldn’t.

Then there was the fear that one of the PTA moms was sitting in one of the cars just waiting to report me to the poop police. She could of been just far enough away that she couldn’t see the explosion but only the poop posture taking place.

So in order to avoid my face and Leroy’s face being put up on posters all around the city,  I reached into my pocket, pulled out a poop bag, faked picked it up and went about my way.

See. I’m bad.

Go ahead! Tell us your fake dog poop pick up confession!

p.s. For anyone who is going to yell at me, I realize this is a catastrophe for you and that you may think that I’ve contaminated the entire city that I live in by allowing my dog’s watery feces to soak into the ground. It’s just a little extra protein he had floating around in his body, the ground may be thankful for it AND you can’t pick up water and put it in a bag!

p.p.s. For those wondering how Leroy is doing, I’m hesitant to say. He had a rough week last week but he is doing better. The diarrhea has stopped and he’s eating great. We had to reduce the Prednisone which has me a little worried. He’s lost about 10 pounds, maybe a little more. I honestly won’t feel comfortable saying he’s doing better until after we recheck his levels which is after the holidays. Thank you for the continued support. 

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