Showing posts with label pooping dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pooping dogs. Show all posts

Monday, August 9, 2010

Bad Hair Day

Richie from Indianapolis sent us this lovely DDP with a story about how camera shy his pooch is. Well Richie, on top of it being embarassing enough to drop a pooch-oop, having a camera out while doing the deed can't help things. Very lovely Schnauzer you have there Richie.

Keep those pics coming.


Even though it's in your back yard, pic up the pooch-oops promptly. You never know who might get into your yards run-off while watering.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Off the Beaten Path

It's hard to be responsible sometimes. Take this pooch-oop from Jade here; do you go stomping through the beautiful, delicate ground cover for a recovery mission or leave it for all to enjoy? We at Daily Dog Poop say, leave your temporary footprint, not your dog's.

Thanks Dray for sharing!


Feels just like carpet!

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

The Lone Soldier

Too poop alone; dogs need their privacy. Probably explains the cute face of shame when they're dropping pooch-oop in the presence of their leashed owner. This poochie however, has an owner that respects the privacy of her beloved. I figured I owed the same respect. And yes, the owner followed standard poop awareness protocol.



"I poop alone"

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

What is The Daily Dog Poop?

The Daily Dog Poop is bringing poop awareness to keep our beaches cleaner, parks safer, and our shoes poo free. What better way to bring awareness to dog poop than to get a smile out of watching a pooch have their daily departure. It's funny, right?

Dog lovers, poop haters, or people that just like to laugh at pooch-oops, The Daily Dog Poop is where you can come together and help keep America's shoes clean.



Feel free to e-mail us at dailydogpoop@gmail.com
We welcome your photos and stories.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

A Pooch-oop

What is it with dogs when they poop? Both front legs stiffen up straight, back arched, hips dropped, and a silent "hooo-raaaaaah" followed by a thump that is quiet enough so that only the pooches can hear. Some will try to take back that small piece of pride that was taken during their subdued stance of shame by kicking some grass or dust on top of the fresh pile as if it were an arguing coach kicking dirt on the shoes of an umpire. Others will turn around and take a bite out of it. I guess both ways can be an ancient, in your face, "I WIN" to the food chain that still has yet to be evolutionized with bagged food.