Happy Funny Bone Monday, everyone! This month, August, there is only one giveaway. The random number generator has chosen the winner of that giveaway/contest. And it is …
Kirby the Dorkie! Congratulations, Kirby! You can choose between the Chickly Links and the Beefy Straight Crown! I’ve sent your mama an email already. 🙂
Today’s Funny Bone Monday is joining a blog hop sponsored by Sugar the Golden Retriever. She and several other dog bloggers are taking the subject of scooping poo very seriously. I can’t take it seriously. I mean, I wholeheartedly agree that people need to be scooping poop when they walk their dogs. But it’s Funny Bone Monday, for crying out loud. Let’s launch with a commercial.
Steamy bananas. That about killed me. If only, huh? The next one is a reality on my back porch every day.
Yes, I shovel a bucket full of poop every day, then hose down the back porch. Chicken, duck and goose poo aren’t any more or less fragrant than dog poo. It’s what I’ll be doing when this post is finished and live. Except the bird poo goes into the compost pile and turns into garden dirt.
Here’s another scooper. It looks more portable than the first one.
I like that the leash attaches to it and it has a nice handle.
Not much better than squealy, giggly boys handling dog poo, huh? I want y’all to tell me what you think of this next video. For or against the shaming?
And these people went to a lot of trouble to make a point –
Last, but not least, there’s no such thing as the poop fairy.
Now head over to Sugar’s and read up on what this blog hop is all about. Before you do, a glimpse of what we did this weekend:
I can’t keep the boy from bringing chickens in the house.
At one point, Saturday, he ran through with Legolas, our black chicken, using her feathers as a color reference for the hat his dad was making for him. Legolas’ black feathers take on a gorgeous green sheen in the right light. The hat changed up a bit, and here it is on me.
Congratulations to Kirby the Dorkie! And go read more about poop scooping!
Until I write again …
Flea
