whia: Excellent (rubs hands together in an evil manner).

MomZombie: You should know better by now. No eating during I Do Things!

Kathryn: YAY! So good to see you. My shoes lived in my garage for a while and then I just got rid of them. Despite my hopeful post, you really canNOT ever get the poo of. Never.

I have a pair of (deep-treaded) sneakers in the garage….which is where they’ll have to live….forever….because of the poop that’s smushed into every little nook & cranny of the sole. And no amount of roof shingle will remove it all.

Of course, I could try washing them….but….what’s the fun in that??

Hilarious post….and thanks so much for the visual. As if I could have forgotten what poop looks like….
.-= Kathryn´s last blog ..Waiting =-.

I think your site is hilarious and very USEFUL to Me! i will keep watch for new posts from now on…hahahah
.-= whia´s last blog ..Is Vengeance Sweeter than your Ex? =-.

Stephanie Barr: Oh, yeah! That’s the one Kathy submitted to Reddit, right? It was fun watching the traffic explode on that one. Good post to repost.

Shaky Jake: Hey! I enjoyed your last post (I haven’t been commenting as much lately — see: “brain fatigue”) but you’ve still got it. I feel like I do too, I just need to give “it” a rest. I appreciate your taking a look thru the vaults. Good or bad, I worked hard on everything. Except this poo post. That one just kinda slid right out.

Leeuna: That sounds awful! You wouldn’t want to visit me then. I’m glad my humble post has saved yet another victim of poophobia.

Eddie Garcia: You’re welcome! You just never know, is the whole theme here. Just remember: if you find a stray shingle, hang onto it.

Your Daily Cute: You THINK?! And maybe Martha’s own personal dogs could demonstrate!

Tim: What the hell movie is that?!?!?

Jay: I learned a lot here today. Grehounds melt and all dogs think we’re monkeys. Interesting! Thanks for sharing your own personal poo story. I wish the dog owner whose dog has been violating our backyard would read it. And learn.

Just for the record, here’s the approved method, should you find yourself without a shingle:

Curse and swear about dog owners who fail to pick up the poop (yes, I do. I pick up every time. There are designated areas where you can leave it, but anywhere else, PICK IT UP!! Grrrr!)

Wipe foot on grass while dog looks bemused at the ‘mad monkey’s’ behaviour.

Find stick, whereupon dog’s bemusement will change to mild interest in case there’s anything in it for him.

Poke at sole of shoe, cursing designers of sole treads and their entire extended family. Dog will now remove himself to furthest extent of the lead in case there’s any fall-out from this inexplicable wrath. This has the effect of causing more cursing as you stagger around trying to keep your balance.

Find puddle and slosh about in it for a while. Shallow puddles with a layer of fine gravel at the bottom are ideal. Some dogs will join in at this point, but not greyhounds. They melt in the rain, you know.

Go home and leave trainers in the garden where the rain will wash the poop residue off for you, or alternatively in the conservatory where the heated floor will bake it dry so it will fall off during your next walk.

I’m a dog owner. What can I say? Poop happens. LOL!

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