Shit Sherpa

You know I love our dog, I have loved all our dogs. The one thing I sometimes hate is being a responsible human being and picking up their poop. Especially if we are a mile from the house on a walk. Carrying the bag of poo is not fun. 

And it is tacky as hell to drop your poop in someone's trash barrel. It's just very uncool. So I see why people don't pick up after their dogs. They're assholes, yeah. But I understand it. 

Since I've been walking a lot more, sometimes I like to just go by myself, solo. No dog means no stopping every couple feet to sniff things, or pee, or ... poop. I can put in a lot of steps in 30 minutes. But Toffee does love a walk, and Doug didn't go tonight. He thought it was about to start raining. But I needed my steps and it was too late in the evening to go to the gym. 

I took Toffee with me. 

While Dahlia was still here I ordered these little things to attach to the harnesses to carry the poop bags. They arrived after Dahlia got adopted, and I forgot to put hers in the box to send to her family. But I use Toffee's every day. I have to tighten her harness (as mentioned, girl dropped some pounds) but it's kind of nice that the little dealie just stays on her harness, you attach the poo bag to it, and they get to carry their own crap. 

Makes taking a walk much more enjoyable. 

We have two parks at either end of our neighborhood where there are trash containers to drop the bags off, and usually I will go a little out of my way to go to either one of them, depending on where we are. Tonight we just walked, it was buggy out and I figured going to the park would be extra buggy. 

Toffee looked super cute tonight, so I got a pic of her with her baggie. It's so heavy, it pulls the handle over all the way to the side. That's a big ole poo. sigh. 

At least I don't have to carry it, and she's adorable.

Tomorrow I'm going to DC to a concert with S. It's so funny because we were so stoked to buy these tickets forever ago. And then all of a sudden, it's time. I find I suck going out on weekdays, and even Friday nights are a challenge. 

Boston based comedian Joe Fenti did this video and I felt it. Deeply in my heart and soul. Make sure you watch the whole thing all the way to the end because this is so valid. So completely valid. And true! 

But we will have a great time, I know it. We're both bailing from work early because the venue doors are at 6 and we would like to be down front. Or up on the second floor on the rail. We'll see how that goes. Dinner beforehand and a nice night out. Her son is super mad that we're going to a concert without him, but he'll survive. Sometimes you gotta let mom have a night off! 

Anyway. Here's a picture of Toffee and her Turd Bag. Digits below! 

 digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  30 min/1.38 miles (should have been at least 1.5 but the dog factor slowed me down). 10k+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 111
5:30pm: 158
10:45pm: 104

food:
coffee/water
9am: phentermine
10am: met+glip
11:30am: bowl of mac & cheese w/hamburger
3pm: several chunks of grilled chicken from last night
5:30pm: met+glip
6:30pm: 2 pork chops by geoff in a bourbon maple sauce
8:45pm: 3 celery sticks w/pb
10pm: jardiance