(Not My Dog - From Google For Effect)
Those of you who have been reading me from the start (‘06), though I don‘t think I have anyone still dropping by from that time, you know that when I take my dogs out for their evening constitutional, I also take a pee with them.
It’s a bonding thing between us and has nothing to do with my enlarged prostate and peeing every time I stand up. No Sir! Pee Together; Stay Together! That’s my motto. Know what I mean?
Anypee, I sometimes just pee off the deck but mostly I am right out in the yard with them.
I do draw the line on pooping in the yard, though. I’m old and I just can’t get my legs to go straight up in the air and I can’t lean forward enough to grab the grass to pull my ass along to wipe it anymore. So I just pee.
And that is a good thing, now, too. With all this snow and ice, I think it would be very painful. And who wants frostbite on their butt?
The good thing is seeing my name written in yellow all over the backyard. White and yellow. Kinda like Ga Tech colors. GO DAWGS!
Just thought you would like to know why I'm longing for Spring.
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