Black and Blue, and Laundry, too

Somehow lately I've been all about black and blue. And I don't just mean the eight bruises currently on my legs that were caused by me doing who knows what (blood clot girl taking a baby aspirin a day problems). What I mean is that I've been finding black and blue stuff on my walks.

Unused Black Dog Poop Bag

Unused Blue Dog Poop Bag

Post Laundered Found 

Black T-shirt and Blue Towel

And, yes, the blue shirt I wore today and my wonderful black dog.

Yup, those are the two poop bags tied to my fanny pack (fanny packs rock!!). Now I have a confession to make. I walk by a lovely walking buddy's home every morning on my way to work. For over a week now I've been noticing something blue at the base of one of her plants. Well, one morning I grabbed it to see what it was. It was a soggy blue towel tied in a double knot. I took a bag out of my backpack (yes, I carry an extra bag in my backpack...you never know when you might need one, right?) and tucked the soggy towel in there. That night I untied it, washed it, and a perfectly wonderful towel emerged. So now I have a mystery. Was it my friend's towel (of course I'll give it to her if it was)? Was it discarded by a passerby? Stay tuned....

A lost dog, a lost key, and some poop bags, oh my!

Sometimes I find things I don't keep!

As I was walking with three friends tonight we came across a sweet sweatered (is that a word?) miniature poodle. And, gadzooks, her tag said she lived quite a ways away. I called the number on the tag and a woman answered with, "Do you have my dog?" She was super happy and the crazy thing was that she was talking to me on her phone and she was just about fifty feet away...she was out looking but she hadn't seen her dog. So, yay for sweet reuniting. Boo for neglecting to photograph that sweet doggy.

And before that, and totally less thrilling, I came across a house key in the road. We noted the location and I slipped it into my pocket. It's posted on the neighborhood listserv and hopefully I'll find its owner, too!

While this exciting evening walk was decidedly void of poop bag finds, I'm still way ahead because I found two bags on recent walks. Both of which were found when I was walking with a brand new friend who had no idea about my proclivity for poop bag finding. We'd only just begun walking when I had to basically inform her...

"Hi, I'm Kali, and I'm a doggy poop bag finder." 

Seriously, I need a twelve step group!

Score #1

Score #2

And then I picked up other people's discarded poop bags. 

I'm an equal opportunity poop bag retrieval kind of gal.