Showing posts with label walking the dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label walking the dog. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

The Dog in the Grey Flannel Pants

Every once in a while I see someone in my neighborhood walking a very large dog. I do not know what kind of breed the dog is, but from the back, he or she looks like a man wearing grey flannel pants. Silly, I know, but every time I mention it to my DD she laughs, because it's so true. The dog does look like a man in grey flannel pants. We just saw the dog and it's master a few minutes ago, and the dog was doing his business.

I said "Look, the man in the grey flannel pants is pooping on someone's lawn".

DD - uncontrollable laughter.

DD: That person might think I'm laughing at them.

Me: Didn't you see them? They're too busy picking up that really big poop to notice you laughing.

Oh, well, you just had to be there. Or not. I think the dog's master must wish they had chosen a smaller dog when they have to do poop duty, or doody duty.

Me? I have an easy to maintain cat. He does like to be let out for a walk, but we don't let him outside unless we hold him, and he likes to do his doody in a box inside the house. I still want a dog, though.