Pro Art, Pro Sleep, and Pro Poo

Walking and running in my hood has been super kind to me lately! Supporting my art, supporting my need for sleep, and, of course, supporting Hazel's need to, you know, poo.

I saw this little bamboo stand on a curb and drove back later to pick it up.

The stand only had 3 casters so I set them out front on top of the mattress we were also getting rid of.

Then a few days later I found the 4th caster down the block from the others!!!

And then I found my first bag! (Bag #1)

I snagged this, took it home, and cut it up so it wouldn't end up harming our wildlife friends.

I found two bags folded together! I love a two-for-one deal! (Bags #2 and #3)

And then one day I found an entire roll...BONANZA!!! (Bags #4 through infinity!)

Coordinating your outfit with your dog poo bags...that's a thing, right?

And last, but not least, I found an eye mask for sleeping.

Unused Poo Bags, a Hat, a Headband, and a Mystery!

Oh, my gosh, it's been a while...and I have SO MANY finds to report! So many unused dog poo bags (of course!), and a number of other things, too. And something I've begun finding makes me wonder if I have a secret admirer. Could that be possible? Could someone out there be setting me up for success? I'll let you see the evidence and you can help me decide.

Bag #1

Bag #2

Bag #3...yes, I did dig it out of this muck and rinse it out in a puddle!

Bag #4

Bag #5

Bag #6...bonus points for paw prints.

Bag #7

Bag #8

Bag #9...note the pussyhat shadow...yes, I did find this at the Women's March!

I lost my keys on a walk and retraced my steps and I found them! Whew!

And here's where my mystery starts. Do I have a secret admirer out there who is deliberately dropping unused dog poo bags for me to find?

Bag #10 (first bag with a knot in it)

Bag #11...bonus points for paw prints.

This hat sat on a fire hydrant over a week, so I took it. It needed a home.

Bag #12 (second bag with a knot in it)

Bag #13...yes, I picked up this soggy bag...double bonus points for paw prints and SPCA.

And can I just take a moment to point out what great colorful accessories these bags make?!?!

Bag #14 (third bag with a knot in it)

I "fixed" the longhorn camo hat by sewing a heart shaped peace sign on it.

Because I'm pro folks in the armed forces, pro love, and pro peace. I'm neutral when it comes to Longhorns.

I found a XXL Perry Ellis button down that I took home to wash.

Bag #15

An awesome headband!

Bag #16 (fourth bag with a knot in it)

The shirt turned out great and I donated it to the homeless.

OK, so what do you think about the mystery knotted unused dog poo bags? Do I have a secret admirer? Is it you?

Loving a Band and Bonded by Love

The other day I was out walking with my dog, Hazel, and a few of my lovely walking buddies. I thought I saw an unused doggy doo bag in the grass. I stopped to check it out, but, alas, it was merely a discarded or lost headband. As I kept going, leaving the headband behind, one of my friends said something along the lines of, "Probably a nice headband." I was so wrapped up in my doggy doo bag disappointment I just kept walking. Well, that evening I found myself totally consumed with thoughts of that headband I'd passed by. Jeepers! I'd forgotten the joys of finders keepers.

Early the next morning one of my friends and I went walking and you'd better bet I snagged that headband.

And you know what? It is a nice headband! At least after I washed it it was.

See?

But wait, there's more!

As I was walking to a friend's house tonight I noticed a number of discarded bottles and cans in the gutters and even a used doggy doo bag perched just at the edge of a storm drain. I shook my head (inside my head) in disbelief and kept on walking. When I was walking back home I had the loveliest vision. I had this sense of my ancestors having thought of me many, many years before I or my parents or their parents were even born. And I thought, by golly, that they loved me...just the mere imagining of me. Just as I already love my children's children (no rush, kids!) and their children and all the children to follow. And so I picked up those bottles and cans, and I picked up the doggy doo bag, and I thought of my ancestors and my descendants...and I smiled thinking of this never ending line of love.

A Perfect Storm of Dorky Awesomeness

So I've been thinking about doing this blog for a while, I'm almost embarrassed to say. It's been the perfect storm of dorky awesomeness that's spurred it into fruition. You see, the thing is this. I'm a little bit obsessed with the things I find when I'm out walking my dog. And we walk A LOT! I figure we clock close to 20 miles a week on average. And on our walks I've had this mad, crazy habit of finding things. And by things I mean brand spankin' new doggy doo bags...and other cool stuff, too. I know. I know. Really? She's going to blog about this? The short answer is yes.

Here's the thing. For a long time now I've walked my dog, Hazel, and before her, Scout, and I've never, ever bought those doggy doo bags. Ever! I've actually managed to find them on our treks. When I said the perfect storm of dorky awesomeness, I have to show you my haul from just one week.

One

Two

Three

Four, Five, Six (all still stuck together)

Bonanza!!!

And then I found this, the icing on the cake. An awesome new stamper that I can use with my students when we study winter.

I know, right?!?! Fabulous!

I'm just going to trust that you understand how amazing and wonderful all of this is. 

Signing off until my next fabulous discoveries....