I should have called this “the post that proves my husband does not ready my blog”.
We often walk our dog off her leash just outside our house because: 1-Venga is very well-behaved so it’s very convenient, and 2-our neighborhood ‘allows’ it since there is little to no traffic and plenty of grass across the street from us.
Plus? I am usually busy chasing my little guy down the pavement, so tracking a dog on top of it all? No way.
As is often the case now, I got tricked into walking Poisson to the nearby playground; the front door was unlocked, Poisson found his way to the front porch and was very determined to keep going. So I helped him down the steps, and off we went!
Just enough time for Venga to follow along and get a little potty break out of it.
I was already far from the house when I realized I didn’t have any plastic bags with me. To pick up the dog poop. (Yes, people do that in America and it makes total sense. It’s the nice result of civil responsibility and good manners.)
Inevitably the dog took a little dump on the path between the house and the playground, and though I took mental note of the spot, I did not actually go back to clean up afterward. (You see, my mind was already busy with what my little boy was going to have for lunch, and mealtimes are quite rough, so as soon as we get home and the drama starts, there is no room for second thoughts — especially not regarding dog poop pick-up!)
But…
The next day, we walked back down to the playground again, the same gang plus my husband.
And guess who stepped in dog poop? You called it! My grumpy husband who mumbled: “Oh no!! Jeez, I’ll tell you some people are just pigs!!!”, as he wiped his soles on the grass and fumed a bit longer.
I was dying inside, I’d already turned around so he could not see the smile that spread across my face, and I continued running after our little boy. I vaguely debated whether or not I should admit it was our dog’s poop under his shoe, and that the pig? Was me!
But I decided to keep this to myself. Until today that is!
That’s not all.
My husband, being a responsible citizen, actually cleaned up the mess he had just stepped in!
And as we returned home, and the dog took a second dump, we ran out of plastic bags. Story of our life. I seriously cannot make this up!
And who volunteers to run home to get another bag? Well, me, of course!
The way I look at it, I totally picked up that first dog poop. By proxy!
I’m sure this happened to you too. Nearly busted, then too busy laughing to admit the fault.
This may be your chance to open up…
P.S.: If you are in a position to alert my husband, don’t do it. Or I may revoke your access to my blog (only if I still have a blog after he finds out I’m a pig and a coward!).
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Mine reads mine because I make him.
Ok, that may be too forceful.
I sulk until he does.
Life with me is much easier if I’m not sulking.
Lori @ In Pursuit of Martha Points recently posted…The After After
You sulk until he reads and it works?
I couldn’t do that or else we would not be speaking very much
But something tells me he will have wind of this post… We shall see!
Hee! I actually don’t think my partners read my blog, but they do help by eating the food, so that counts, right?
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You bet
First, I am impressed that your husband picked up the old smooshed poop – that speaks volumes about his character! Second, I would have certainly admitted my guilt. I am horrible at keeping secrets, even the small silly ones. I would want to share a laugh in the reality that everyone can be a bit piggish here and there.
My husband would read my blog if I had one, but secretly. Did I tell you he reads your blog every day? You will likely never see him post a reply…but I do know that he thinks that you are really cool and funny! I do too.
Michele, I’m glad your husband is following my blog, he’s filling in for my husband’s shortcomings
I always knew men have a very strong sense of community!
My husband is the best citizen a country can dream of; he picks up other people’s trash too.
I made my husband follow mine! Now I have no idea how often he actually reads it though!
I”m with you… I wouldn’t have said anything either!
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Hi Jackie!!
It gets tricky when you don’t know how much husbands read.
Mine? Pretty sure he would not read the comments, even now he probably stumbles on one post a month. Probabilities on my side, it won’t be that one
My husband reads mine when he is looking over my shoulder once in a while (not as bad as that sounds!) Lol. I think maybe a few other times like once when I posted a vent post about him…he suddenly wasn’t talking to me for a while and started doing the things I vented about!
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Too funny. So far, no reaction from my hubby so far, he’s way too busy working on migrating to a new laptop (which also took most of the week-end)…
My husband barely knows what a blog is, so no worries about him reading mine!
I’m so glad I live in the boonies! There is no way that I could put my dogs massively large piles of poo in a plastic bag! I commend you for doing so!
I couldn’t stop but laughing when I read this. It’s a cute story. My husband does not know (yet) either that I blog..
Lydia recently posted…Weekly Round-Up- Apple & Rasberry-Picking and Volunteer Work
Good one, Lydia. You have some sort of double life then
Are you on Twitter? I just joined your site on Google Friends Connect (and can do the same here if you’d like as I just added the widget to my site — click join in the left sidebar)
i love that you didn’t tell him what actually happened!
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Well, at least I wrote it out! Eheheh!!
Hi Maryline, I don’t have Twitter account. My cell phone is from pre-historic times
. I love that now you have the Google Friends (I just joined/followed) and RSS as well. Yay!
Lydia recently posted…Weekly Round-Up- Apple & Rasberry-Picking and Volunteer Work
Hi Lydia, many of us still use Twitter the regular way, on the computer. It is quite an interesting tool, I bet you will love it. It also is a time-sucker, so be warned!
And yay right back for Google Friends
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