Yesterday I was called upon for one of a pet owners' favorite chores, as I had
to pick up after Hudson the wonder dog during a walk (thankfully, she usually
goes in the yard). As we were walking home I noticed the baggie with her prize
seemed unusually light. Turns out this peculiar pooch poop pouch was defective,
and was actually bottomless, so I had simply redeposited her deposit somewhere
along our route. This could have been a lot uglier on my end, as at least I
didn't end up wearing any of it, but I'm still a bit ticked... these are
purpose-built doggie-doo bags so you'd think they'd be a bit more careful
designing them. I've never had a sandwich bag fail on me like this, and getting
peanut butter on you is far less unpleasant (for most of us at least) than poop.
And yes, good neighbors that we are, we backtracked to try and find the wayward
dung, but to no avail.