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I don’t mean to be gross …

By Tony Hicks
Wednesday, April 6th, 2011 at 9:44 am in Uncategorized.

But every day I take my dogs out. And I follow them around while they sniff every blade of grass and recently-fallen leaf, and I stand patiently while they urinate on everything they possible can – sometimes each other’s feet, which just goes to show they’re not very bright.

And while they take their sweet time – as if they don’t know I have to go to work or something – I mutter curses under my breath when I see other manure piles on the otherwise pristine lawn of my complex, hoping that no one blames me and my dogs for that. Because I’m all about what other people think of me.

Then one of my dogs finally decides to squat and do his business. And I pick it up with the little plastic bag, then calmly walk around some more waiting for the other dog to go, when the realization suddenly hits me like someone dropped a boulder on my head:

I’m a full-grown man, and I’m walking around carrying a turd.

Sometimes, in the middle of your daily routine, you realize how strange life is.

Thank you for your time.

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