This is small, but a blessing nonetheless. We use a lot of plastic bags in our house to pick up Peter's...ahem...unmentionables. However, since we go to a grocery store that doesn't offer bags, our supply shrinks really fast. Anyway, I had to go to the store to get toothpaste and ice cream (ironic, eh?) and as I was walking out I actually remembered to grab a giant wad of extra bags from the plastic bag recycling thingy outside the store. This is not something I would have remembered on my own, but I'm so glad for the extra little moment of inspiration that saved me from the embarrassment/distress of being poopbagless on our next outing!
Ha ha:
I gave Peter a bath this evening. Any of you out there who have dogs, I'm curious if yours does the same thing, but Peter goes absolutely NUTS when he gets out of the tub. Never do we see him run as fast (or in as tight of circles) as when he's freshly clean. When I set him out tonight, it was like the gates opened on the race track and he "was off"! He ran into our bedroom like a speeding bullet, flipped a U-ey like a stunt driver, raced back into the hallway, spun back into our room, rubbed his face on the floor for a half a second, paused with his bum in the air then shot back up and started the routine over again. He did this cycle about 4 times before rushing downstairs, finding his squeaky toy, squeaked the life out of it for a good 10 seconds and then laid down on the floor, utterly exhausted.
It's quite entertaining to watch. :)
My mom's dog acts the same way after a bath!!
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