Poo Shoe

Another poop story...shocking.

Apparently there is some sort of magnetic force that attracts dog poo to my feet. Seriously, how many times on average does a person step in poo? I just know that I am well above that average. It's already happened like three times this YEAR. And I would like to point out that these incidents never occur in my own yard. No my friends, it is always the fault of some asshole that has left their dog poo in public grasses (college soccer fields even!) for some poor soul like me to stumble upon. Yes, literally.

This time, however, I had the rare opportunity to acquire poo shoe INSIDE. Due to some drunken shenanigans I stayed in Frederick last night...at the house of a kind soul with a new pound puppy that is still making the transition into her routine. As a result, this dog is apparently having some accidents on the floor. Understandable. But tell me WHY, in a room of FOUR people drunkenly stumbling around in the dark, it is I who steps in the poo? I tell you, this was a decent sized room and there were two turds on the floor and they BOTH ended up on my shoe. Unbelievable.

I can only explain this as another testament to the the fact that wherever my shoe is, poo will find it.