Dateline 2-9-2017

Ever since I got my Fitbit, I've been spending a lot more time walking. Whether I'm pacing in circles around my room, heightening my feelings that we are living in a simulated reality as I think about my cyclical life choices and the cyclical nature of news as I now spend most of my spare time watching satire from the 70s. All this cyclical though makes me feel like we're spinning down a drain which leads me to my next topic about walking. 

Not only do I walk in my room but I've made it a resolution to take my dog out more feeling bad that she has a shut-in owner. Though she doesn't have much training she's pretty good at walking, always at my side except when she randomly stops to pee or explore, which makes me wish she'd walk slightly ahead of me so the jarring stops would come with a little warning. 

Today, while out and about, she stopped with a tug to take a poop. Though I'm annoyed by the suddenness to her stopping I usually let her do her thing without pressuring to move along. I was busy preparing her poop bag when I looked down to see that the poop was a little runny. I hate when her mess has a consistency like this but I've learned to not care and deal with it.

I had the bag open and reached down to grab when she started to go through the motions to bury it. This was the first time I've seen this but she was tool close and started flinging the poop all over the sidewalk. She flung it up on her butt and her back and I had no wipes to deal with this. 

I brushed off what I could with the bag and cleaned up as much of the mess before moving on. Nothing else happened after that but this was a first for me so I figured I'd share and there you have it.

That's all I've got for today. I look forward to checking in tomorrow.

Sincerely,

The Wicker Breaker