We can’t be a winner every day.
I have been picking up dog poop for 9 years without issue. Recently I had to come to terms with me mortality.
We were out for a hike and, of course, Gretel waited to take a poop until we were 3 miles up the trail and nowhere near a garbage can. As some of you know, it is very annoying when your dog refuses to go poop at the trailhead but instead waits until you are going to have to walk with a stinky bag all of the way back down the trail.
Anyway, I got out the bag and picked it up. Some of it stuck to a rock. Because I am passionate about keeping our waters clean, and it was right next to a stream, I felt a little guilty that I was going to have to leave it. I didn’t want it trashing up the place visually and literally though so I carefully flicked the rock over.
Unfortunately, biodegradable bags (and probably any bag with a steaming pile of poo in it really) don’t keep all of the stench inside. Sometimes you catch a little whiff now and then. This time it was really bad though. Thinking it was just an extra stinky one, we headed down the trail.
It was cold and my nose was running so I itched it. All of a sudden I could really smell the poo. Before you get freaked out – not, thank goodness, it wasn’t on my face! But when I pulled my hand away from my face I saw a little glob of poo stuck to my finger staring right back at me.
I turned my hand over and realized it was all over my finger. I looked down at the bag and there was the culprit – little chunks of poo stuck to the outside of the bag mocking me.
I tried to keep my cool but it was super gross and embarrassing and gross. I had to resort to something I knew was bad, scrubbing the poo off my hand into the nice, pristine stream. I had to scrub my hand a lot to get all of the smell off too.
After the stink was off ME I gingerly placed the poo bag inside a Ziplock bag I had dog treats in (I had to dump the treats out into my camera bag).
You can sure bet that from now on (or until I get complacent again) I will remember the smell and grossness and be extra careful about picking up dog poo.
Do you have any embarrassing poo moments?
K. says
November 15, 2011 at 6:41 AMEleanor likes to eat Kleenex and hence her poops sometimes come out like little sausage links. Sometimes I have to help her get them all out, on our street, where the neighbours like to sit on their porches and watch everyone. But that’s not as double gross as poop on your fingers…. poor you.
AdventureJess says
November 15, 2011 at 6:51 AMEwww. That is a pretty gross one though. Chester likes to eat socks and underwear and it has resulted in me having to “help him” on several occasions….so I totally know what you mean 🙂
PeachestheRotti says
November 15, 2011 at 8:31 AMI ate a tampon out of the trash can. My Moms had to “help” pull it out of the back end of me when it got stuck coming out. Poor Moms.
AdventureJess says
November 15, 2011 at 9:22 AMOMG! Chester did that when he was a puppy. In our case it wasn’t such a happy “ending”. He had to have a $1,200 surgery to remove it from his tummy. The thought of him chowing down on thst thing is disgusting!!
lexy says
November 15, 2011 at 8:32 AMI think my worst was realising that I had left it too long between… nether region trimmings… and Gwynn had a big piece stuck to his furry bum. This was, of course, after he’d sat in my lap for a good half-hour getting pets. I was enormously grossed out having to trim smelly dried poop-hair from his bum. blech.
Janis H. says
November 15, 2011 at 8:52 AMWe took Tag and Amber to Petsmart on Sunday to do a little Christmas shopping. We didn’t realize it, but they were having a HUGE adoption event and it was PACKED with people, dogs, rescue volunteers, cages of dogs, etc. It was literally shoulder to shoulder. Next thing I know, I look over and Tag has pooped a HUGE one right in the middle of the crowd of people, and most of them didn’t even see it, so of course before I could yell “watch out!” one lady stepped right in it and smeared it everywhere. She STILL didn’t see what she did and kept walking around with it on her shoes. So while Lindsay stood “guard” over the poo, I ran to one of their clean-up stations to get the spray and paper towels. And, naturally, the paper towel thing was jammed and I couldn’t get one out!! Being extremely stressed and panicky by that point, I yanked the entire contraption open and grabbed the whole roll out. I launched it across the floor/crowd to Lindsay and watched her down on her knees trying to clean up a 6 foot wide swath of smeared poo. With about 20 people crowding around her and not moving. Yeah, GOOD TIMES!!!! Not.
AdventureJess says
November 15, 2011 at 5:18 PMOMG. Good thing that lady didn’t slip and break her neck…or get poo in the face. Ha, ha. I am sure it was like “really people, can’t you smell this stuff and keep out of it?”
Dachshund Nola says
November 15, 2011 at 11:26 AMEwww! Bet you were mad!
Kisses and Tail Wags,
Dachshund Nola
P.S. I found my kitty!
AdventureJess says
November 15, 2011 at 5:17 PMMore like embarrassed 🙂
Pauley James says
November 15, 2011 at 1:25 PMI think I enjoyed this story a little too much 😉
AdventureJess says
November 15, 2011 at 5:17 PMThat’s ok. I forgive you 🙂
houndstooth says
November 15, 2011 at 5:21 PMHa ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, thank you! This story is hilarious, and totally something that could have happened to us!
As far as embarrassing poop stories go, I can share this with you. It’s a bit long for me to tell here, so I’ll leave you a link. http://talesandtails.com/?p=597
AdventureJess says
November 15, 2011 at 5:37 PMGlad I could amuse you with my misfortune 🙂
And your turdlet story is a new one on me. However, there is a lot of eating of poop at my house. When you yell at Chester he starts gobbling it faster so you don’t “take it away from him”. Yuck! We wait at least an hour before we let him kiss us again. Ha, ha.
2browndawgs says
November 15, 2011 at 6:28 PMOh yeah. You have a cute little dog. Just think if your dog was Thunder size. My hand is just not big enough to put in a bag and scoop in one scoop. There is nothing worse than having to do a second scoop. lol
We had a Golden before the Chessies and he never ever, and I mean never ever, went while he was on a lead. So any walks on lead never required a baggie (even though we always brought one). In fact whenever we traveled with him, we had to take him off lead so that he would do his business. Once we were at a National Park and the ranger yelled at us because we were in a little corner of the dog run with him off lead trying to take care of business. 🙂
AdventureJess says
November 15, 2011 at 8:05 PMYeah, true. I even joke that I have a one-handed-pooer whereas if you have a big dog it required two hands. Don’t envy you 🙂
I have never heard of a dog tat won’t go if on a leash…..until today. Ha, ha.
Kari says
November 15, 2011 at 9:04 PMOh it happens to us all at some point
Stop on by for a visit
Kari
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AdventureJess says
November 16, 2011 at 6:58 AMWell, it IS comforting hearing all of the other gross poopy stories 🙂 Like I said….9 years without incident…
Happy.Bark.Days says
November 16, 2011 at 12:17 AMI think we can all relate with poopy stories of our own! A common recurrence that I often face with Miss Maple is cleaning up her little behind after an ooey gooey potty session during our walks. I would have to scavenge for dried leaves or small twigs and, literally, scrap the remnants off her butt before she has a chance to scoot and make a huge matted mess (which would entail an even greater clean-up when we return home). It’s never a pleasant chore, nor a pleasant sight for any passer-by(lol)!
AdventureJess says
November 16, 2011 at 6:57 AMYikes. Yet another reason I am glad Chester and Gretel have short hair 🙂
Elizabeth says
November 16, 2011 at 7:23 AMHow about anxiety-induced colitis (the runs) on the grass beside a heavily-trafficked sidewalk at a major tourist attraction? Do you leave the remnants or rip up the patch of grass at the roots? We chose the former and called it a day. Ugh.
AdventureJess says
November 16, 2011 at 7:26 AMI have definitely had to rip up some of the grass before 🙂
ron & sophie...^5 says
November 20, 2011 at 6:07 AMPoo Poo Pee Doo….eeewwwww….stinky pinky…anyway…I’d say we’ve all been there and will be there again soon…lol!
Augie and Ti's mom says
January 4, 2012 at 5:27 AMOne time when our dog Augie was a puppy, I was outside with him as he was doing his business. I saw a flash of color come out of his butt, and I was thinking, “What in the world??” I got a shovel so I could examine it and discovered that he had pooped out a hot pink Bratz doll purse LOL
I do have some gross poop stories, but I just ate breakfast and am trying not to think of them!
AdventureJess says
January 4, 2012 at 6:26 AMHa, ha. Good think it came out. Chester eats underwear and poops that out. I don’t always find the chewed underwear but I know which ones I won’t be wearing anymore by the color he poops out 🙂
Michelle Bolton says
February 17, 2012 at 12:41 AMYuck! Yeah, GOOD TIMES!!!!