Husband went to the store to rent a couple of movies. It doesn't matter what they were because he hated both of them. When he returned, the dogs made their usual big hoo-haw and I let them out to greet him. Everybody came back inside and Max headed straight for his water dish. Husband with his supermarket bag next to him on the counter, Max at his water dish, and I make a triangle; I'm looking at and talking to Husband. I glance down and see, rolling an inch behind Max's rear feet, a small dark ball of poodlepoop.
I hurried to the bathroom to get a little toilet paper to pick up this stray Max poop ball, hoping I could do it before Husband saw it and was disgusted. Max is a little unreliable in some ways. This was a new one, but I wasn't surprised.
I came back, toilet paper in hand, and the poop ball was gone.
Husband was chewing happily on a mouthful of . . . something.
I goggled at him.
He reached into the supermarket bag and pulled out half a dozen more purple grapes, and popped a couple more in his mouth.
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31 comments:
omg - I was just about to pop a piece of clementine in my mouth as a read this... good thing I didn't as I guffawed and said fruit would be on my keyboard now. How to tell a good story - well done!
Funny story. You made my day!
Hee, hee. I'm glad for your artwork you picked ... the grapes!
It was the grapes, right?
It's amazing how many times someone you know leaves you, at least momoentarily, speechless.
Oh my gosh. I was about to gag! You sure do know how to tell a story!
Excellent, thanks for that!
*snort* Life is so funny. You can't make this stuff up.
LOL Great little story...!
Hahahahaha! That is really, really funny!
Too funny. Wait until the wine vineyards hear about your dog pooping grapes! ;)
Great laugh! Thanks.
That had me laughing out loud. Excellent visual. I don't have any problem dealing with the myriad of animal 'functions'. The Frenchman is a bit squeamish, at the oddest moments.
Gee, I'll have to relate these not uncommon occurrences more often! :-P
I just about choked laughing.
OMG! I'd be rolling on the floor laughing if my neck weren't in rigor mortis ;-)
This is so funny that when my husband wakes up form his nap in the recliner - I'm going to read it to him.
Good one, June! Have a great weekend.
Too funny!
Good story! so funny!
LOL! That was a good laugh. Congrats on your POTW.
How did I miss this one.
Just goes to show, never take anything at face value!
Very funny. We have a dog and every dark foreign object is always blamed on her.
ROFLMAO!!! This is soooooo funny!
Congrats on POTW, so well deserved!
A very well told story.I am glad he didn't say this tasted like....dookie
I'm gagging just a tiny bit between gufaws...
Di
Wonderfully told!
[Snickering over Hilary's comment and glad she sent me over]
Very funny!
OMG! You have no idea how much I can identify with this story. I have three little furry monsters, two of which occasionally have that little boo-boo, and hubby goes ballistic, so I, like you, try to scoop it up before he notices.
However, I have NEVER seen him pop one into his mouth...or a grape, for that matter!
Congrats on your POTW!
Hehe, luckily I was in no fear that your husband had developed his own appalling, dietary habits but as a pet owner? Yup, sometimes they have a few hygiene problems. It's difficult when you don't have thumbs, poses all sorts of problems.
I'm sure you nearly fainted dead away for a moment though. Gosh, and you thought you had problems with the Poodle!
Love this slice of life story. :)
Much thanks to you for giving such significant information.Thank you for taking the time to explain this.
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