P*ss Poor Effort

Several years ago, I was out walking my dog on the sidewalk next to a fairly busy street. My dog veered off to the nearest grassy patch to relieve herself. As most people probably already know, dogs can assume two different positions, depending on the nature of their business.

My dog had rather obviously assumed Position #1, raised leg and all. As my dog was watering the dandelions, a car swerved from the main street and stopped in the bike lane of the side street just ahead of me. The driver rolled down her window to shout:

Driver: “Aren’t you going to pick that up?!”

She sped off when I pointed out that no, no I could not.