Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Kentucky Fried

Do you know anybody that likes the feeling of a warm pooch-oop in their hands? For me, it's about three seconds, tops, before the warmth creeps its way through the plastic bag to my fingers. By that time, if I haven't released the poop into the bag or found a receptacle to throw the whole thing into, I'm grossing out. But as a responsible dog owner, how is this avoided without the use of cumbersome scoopers that need to be regularly cleaned out? Watch and learn.

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