Two Dogs Plus One Poop Bag Means Poor Planning

Just got back from taking my two pups walking around the south lake at Medipark.  It is five minutes until ten pm, and eighty nine degrees HOT.

We started this journey at eight thirty and it was eighty nine degrees HOT then, but it was sort of cloudy and I figured it would get cooler and there would be a slight breeze so it wouldn't be too bad.  Evidently, the heat we've had recently has fried my brain.  It didn't get cooler and there wasn't much of a breeze.

First off I'd left the double leash at home leaving me with only one retractable leash and another strap with a catch on both ends.  Well, this old lady wasn't gonna let a little thing like that stop her, so I hooked the retractable leash to a loose little round metal thingie in the middle of the strap and fastened each end of the strap to a dog.  OK, what if one pup had to be chocking a little, part of the time, I thought we could handle that.

When I found I had only one poop bag I thought I could handle that too.  Olie usually waits until we go walking to 'go', but Blossom doesn't usually 'go'.  She just marks her territory all the time, like every fifteen feet.  Of coarse then Olie has to mark his right on top of hers.  It gets embarrassing. 

One problem, was that I hadn't planned on meeting up with 90% of the dogs in South Amarillo.  Blossom doesn't like other dogs besides Oliver.  She thinks she can take down all the hounds, so every time I saw one in the distance I grabbed her by the collar and she had to walk on her hind legs.  Not fun to explain to everybody you pass that she's aggressive and I'm trying to teach her not to be.  I got a lot of sideways looks - yeah right, you're not trying to choke her to death, you are just being mean.  I'm gettin' used to that.

Naturally, before we hardly get started, here comes the poop.  But it wasn't Oliver.  Blossom squatted before we got to the first crossover bridge.  I had to pick it up because she 'did' it where kids play.  When I bent down, a lady, with one of the dogs Blossom didn't like, came by and let's just say I had trouble getting everything put back together. We had 3/4 of a mile to go and here I'm carrying a used poop bag.  Decided I'd try to pick up Olie's with the same bag, which meant I'd be hauling that smelly sack until he did his thing.  When he finally decided to 'go' it was in an area where kids don't usually play and few people walk so guess what - in this heat it'll dry before morning.

Finally, I'm back home, tired, hot and sweaty.  But before I sat down to write this I put the regular double dog leash in the car and opened the car trunk to get more poop bags.  Guess what again?  You're right, there weren't any in the trunk, nor any in the house.  I'd better get some tomorrow, or at least before it cools off and I  try to take them walking again.  Right now, I think I'm gonna go get me a 'green thing' and sit down.  If you don't know what a green thing is, don't worry, it'll just help me sleep better.  Have a good night.