Since I was working from home today, and with it being a nice day, I decided to take Lion out for a walk. And, being of the canine persuasion, about halfway through the walk she decided to stop for a poop. Which is fine.
Of course, one of the less pleasant tasks associated with owning a dog these years is that you are required to pick up said poop in a bag and throw it away responsibly. Which is unpleasant but fair enough really.
Except that I then discovered that the bag containing the poop bags did not, in fact, contain any poop bags.
This led to some frantic and ill-advised improvisation, as I first attempted to lift the poop using some litter a kind person had left (which didn't work), and then using some study-looking leaves (which really didn't work).
And then I wiped my fingers as best I could, and took Lion home, washed, and then returned to the scene of the crime with some poop bags. It's fair to say that that was not the highlight of my day... though it's been the sort of a day when it's not far off.
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