Ghosts say “Boo!” and we do too! (October mini-rants)

Scented bags make it smell like crap and perfume. It doesn’t neutralize the smell.

It would be nice to have a “scent neutralizer”. I actually Googled it, and baking soda and a couple of other things were mentioned as being effective once the feces is removed. Since it is actually in the poop bag, however, it can’t be effective.

I’m confused - more than the price for a soda? Or were they restricting refills?

you had to buy more than just a soda like a burger or meal … . if you didn’t they would just pour a 20 oz bottle in a cup with ice

An odd thought occurred to me today (and it’s not my country so it’s none of my business).
Do you think that Charles III will live another 5-10 years? It doesn’t seem to me that he has what it takes to live a long life. Also, I think William would be a good king.

Six and Twenty’s Carolina Peach Cream is very nice.
https://www.sixandtwentydistillery.com/spirits

There is a peach creme soda from Safeway that I really like. And it’s cheap, I often get it 2 for a dollar in 1L bottles.

Also, zero sugar/calories. Delicious stuff. They also have orange creme and strawberry creme.

As a poop bag carrier of long standing, I can attest that carrying a filled poop bag for more than about fifty yards (even if it’s tied off) is no walk in the park (unless it’s, you know, in the park. And even then, it’s not pleasant).

ETA: Not saying anything about execution of the concept.

Well raven our alley cat that ive been writing about here and there for the past year or so finally couldn’t fight anymore and passed away a few minutes ago

shell be missed soo much …

Ghosts say boo with pumpkin spice poo.:smile:

Nightshade, my condolences🐈‍⬛

Simi likes to “lighten his load” at the beginning of our walk. We do 1 1/2 miles, then return. I leave my full scented poop bag on the side of the trail and retrieve it when we return.

Someday it will have been stolen.

Such behavior is in the official Dog Handbook. Always make your people carry a loaded poop bag for virtually the full duration of the walk.

Another mystery: why does Pluto insist on pissing while facing in a northerly direction? If we ever got lost in the woods, we’d probably be able to reach civilization by taking advantage of this “ability”.

Actually, I’ve returned to the parking lot and found my Jeep gone. (Actually I had parked in a different spot than usual)

A compiss always points to magnetic north.

I understand wanting to smell nice at work and in other public places, but would it kill you to leave some cologne at the store for other people to buy??? It’s in the low 50s here, and I’ve been running my fan most of the morning to deal with this (and whoever keeps spraying something in the common area that smells like baby powder).

You sure it isn’t a scented dog poop bag?

Over the weekend I woke up around 4:30 to pee. On my way back to our bedroom, I saw headlights on our lane coming toward our house. Very strange! I turned on some outdoor floodlights and went outside. Some guy parked and I approached as he got out of his car.

I asked what was up, as one does at 4:30 am. He replied (and I quote), “I’LL TELL YOU WHAT’S UP, YOUR FUCKING HORSE IS IN MY YARD TEARING UP THE FUCKING LAWN!!!” So, just two years ago we had our entire fence-line torn out and replaced. There is still the possibility of a big tree falling and taking down fencing, which is what I assumed happened.

I told him I’d run to the barn for halters and lead ropes and I’d secure the horses. I also assured him that whatever damage was done could be fixed, and we’d pay for whatever it took to achieve this. I ran to the barn and upon entering, was surprised. The lights and commotion made the horses think it was time for breakfast and they were all in the barn.

So, I walked back from the barn, empty handed. When he noticed me he asked where the halters and ropes were. I replied, (and I quote), “ALL OUR FUCKING HORSES ARE IN OUR FUCKING BARN. NOW YOU NEED TO GET THE FUCK OFF OUR PROPERTY, YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKER OR I’LL CALL THE POLICE”.

By this point my gf had put some clothes on and was on the porch and heard me screaming. As the guy drove off I related to her what had happened. She is a very nice person, and immediately got some halters and ropes together and jogged through the pasture to find what was going on.

Long story short, she secured the horse and used her cellphone to call the police. The officer who responded recognized the horse and got the owner’s phone number and notified them. They had no clue their horse escaped and walked several miles. They arrived with a trailer and picked the horse up.

When my gf returned home and told me all this, she said the guy was horribly embarrassed and wanted to apologize to me… My gf explained to him that I would not accept his apology because I hate false accusations and he should just forget about it. He asked her if I drank beer (I do) and what my favorite is (Dale’s Pale Ale).

Sunday afternoon he dropped off a case of Dale’s Pale Ale while we were away. Not Oskar Blues Variety Pack with six Dale’s, an entire case of Dale’s. It sits untouched and my gf hasn’t mentioned the situation. No idea how this will play out.

TL/DR synopsis: Boy, was I pissed off.

Geez: people make mistakes, especially at 4.30 in the morning. That seems like a nice apology that you should just accept. Not that you asked for my opinion.

After all, it wasn’t you who was falsely accused, it was your horse.