I had jury duty this morning. And although I groaned to my husband as I left the house about having to go, I secretly relished the idea of a few hours all alone with NOTHING else to do but read. I even guiltily texted a friend that I was on a mini-vacation (minus the wine). Oh what we learn to appreciate. I made it through one book;
The Sassamon Circle and I began
The Brief Wondorous Life of Oscar Wao which thus far is reminiscent of a book I read when I was twelve entitled
The Children of Sanchez. Anyway, back to poop. So, after 7 hours of sitting in a nicely lit room in “fairly” comfy chairs reading books we were dismissed. On my walk home I encountered this:
So, what does dog poop have to do with bento lunch blog? Uh, nothing. But it does have something to do with my little city of Decatur. You see this is not the first time I, or others, have encountered this phenomena. So, what else was I to do but take a picture of it? When I came home the conversation went like this:
Me: I took a picture of that the flagged dog poop and I am going to post about it!
MOTH: Gross
Me: Why? Don’t you think it is odd?
MOTH: This from a woman that carries a pruner in her jogging stroller.
It’s really not the same thing. I carry a pruner for practical reasons. I mean there are lots of shrubs that stick out onto the sidewalk. But who puts toothpick flags in dog poop. That’s just plain weird.
Okay, so maybe the proportions are a little off...but hey, the Monkey doesn't care!
