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Poo bags

Ok I know it’s been a while since I last blogged… it’s been a funny few months, lots going on, some expected – some not so. 

In my head I’ve written at least 30 blogs, three of which had potential and I’m writing this one – it’s probably one of the 27…

I would like to point out that we absolutely ADORE our little puppy (well she’s nearly one now so not so little anymore!) she’s a Lhasa Apso and my husband and I got her for a number of reasons, (I did say to my wonderful husband when we first got together that if I ever ask for a puppy he should be strong and say ‘no’. He lasted nearly two years – I’m very proud of him!!) however there is an issue… POO BAGS!

One of the reasons we got our gorgeous pup was to get us out and walking, we love walking but when you’re in a new place (half way across the world from your normal social group!) and you’re busy at work it’s way too easy just to come home, close the door, open the wine and not go anywhere – there’s no-one dragging you out and you don’t know where to go as you’ve very little local knowledge.

Don’t worry we do still open the wine but once we’re back from a stroll!!

And so little Nya came into our home – to be fair she chose us. She’s called Nya as my mum was concerned we would be tying ourselves down with a dog and so felt if we needed a pet we should get a goldfish… Nya is tibetian for Fish (there are several Tibetan words for Fish – in our opinion Nya is the prettiest) and she is gold… I know I know, I promise that one day I will grow up, maybe…

However there is a downside to this, and I’m not sure if anyone else has the same issue, but why is it that you get to your choice of walk, you walk around a bit to get your little ones ‘moving’ before you head out – this is also when my wonderful husband has a vape, as I’m a mean wife and have asked him to vape at the beginning and end of the walk rather than on it so that we can hold hands etc. and I don’t get wafted by a cherry infused cloud, this is far better than smoke but as a non smoker I prefer to smell flowers. 

I’m procrastinating and wandering off on a completely different subject!

The point being that inevitably ‘nothing happens’ during this little preamble and so we head out on our walk, whereupon little Nya will proceed to poop at the absolute perfect time – just far enough in that it’s too far to turn back to the car park to put the poo bag in the bin so you carry it with you – for the next hour…

This in itself is probably fine, everyone who has a dog does it, right? 

My issue is not with carrying said poo bag – in fact when it’s really cold it can act as an environmentally friendly hand warmer… we’ve all done it!!

My issue is if, like me, you wear glasses and you’re acting on impulse you regularly have to push your glasses up your nose… remember how I like to smell the flowers? Poo bags are very aromatic as they bounce delicately off the end of your nose…

So for the last 9 months this has been the downside of going walking… until today!!!

And I have no idea why it has taken me this long, I do wonder what I could achieve if I actually used my brain, imagine my surprise when I thought to myself – why don’t I just tie this poo bag to the strap of my handbag?

Flipping obvious really!

Meanwhile our litltle rock climbing pup tires herself out looking too cute to possibly cause this much trouble!

Although I am pretty sure she knows exactly what she’s doing…

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