Winston is a big dog. His poo is about the diameter of a 50c piece. Yesterday we were in the Cascade Gardens and he decided to crap on a slope.
A grass slope would usually be OK, but this was a paved slope, at a steep bend. As I waited for him to finish I realised the poo was heading past me down the path.
As I chased it, it broke in two, and started going in different directions. I picked one and caught it, and was just heading back for the second when something caught my eye.
What I’ll call Poo 2 was now heading down the path on a third trajectory. I caught Poo 1B, recalled Winston who was heading for a nice bog or slough, then at last collected Poo 2.
Once I had the lead back in my hand and the bagful we headed up the path towards the bin and exchanged hellos with a pleasant lady who had definitely seen the whole thing.
