Besides me? Harry!
While I’m relieved (pun intended) that he went boom boom in the city for his first time, the dog needs to work on form. While he was lifting his leg to, I assumed, pee, he took a big dump. I can’t really blame him. I don’t enjoy squatting on a dirty city sidewalk when it’s 20 something degrees outside.
This is a huge improvement from yesterday, when I had to drive him to Long Island to shit.
You . . . drove . . . him . . . to . . . Long . . . Island . . . to . . . shit . . . ? ? ? ! ! !
It sounds silly, right. I was going anyway for a quick practical trip alone but I figured I should take him so he would not explode. It wasn’t the sole purpose.
Good to hear some Harry news! Even if it does involve shit.