Friday, October 06, 2006

Eau de Poo: the new gag trigger

Its finally happened. Finally, after 14 weeks of PG, I can no longer clean up after my furkids on our walks without gagging and almost tossing my cookies into a neighbor's yard. I wondered if it would happen. For so long, our walks have been like a respite for me, cool, fresh air, shared joy of being outside and together, frolicking down the sidewalk.

The other AM before work, I caught a waft of the poop bag and stood there, gagging on the sidewalk, praying nobody was driving by or looking out the window. Last night, CJ and I had did our 'after work' spin around the loop, and I'm usually on poop patrol as he takes over the handling of the kids and their intricate leashes (lots of spinning and switching hands when you walk these kids). I did my duty, and immediately started gagging again. I handed the poop bag off to CJ and decided I can no longer have any duty when we walk together except to be the furkids' mama. LOL.

3 comments:

Piccinigirl said...

oh I was wondering how you were doing with that. I do not look forward to it when it is my turn to be PG since I can't stand the smell of Fenton's poop now...ha. I think just being the furkids mama is ALL you need to be right now.

have a great weekend and a great walk :)

Emilie said...

Ugh! I remember that the smell of cooked porked did me in. I can't even imagine dog poop! :)

Emilie said...

Oops ... that should be "cooked pork." lol!

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