It doesn't seem to matter how long I spend, or how thorough I am at picking up deposits of dog poop in the back yard, I always seem to miss one - and then run over it with the lawn mower.
Also, CarnivAOL has been published for this week. Yay!
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Thank you.
One more debate point for when my wife starts asking why we can't get a dog.
Brent
You are going to be telling me nexst that the 'dog poop fairy' doesn't visit you in Canada... that is so not fair!!! ;-)
LOL...AAAAWWW DAMNNNN THAT SUCKS...BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME RIGHT?
~*KISHA*~
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It is a mystery that all of us dog lovers can relate to!
be well,
Dawn
My neighbor's dog used to plant some doozies in my side yard. After many complaints went ignored, I grabbed my pitching wedge and peppered the side of his house.
-Dan
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wow! you must have known i needed to read this with my morning coffee! lol..
I had a german shepard for a long time... makes you wonder when that poopie thing happens just how fast you should go to get glasses!
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