A Tool, a Hat, and, of course, Poo Bags

It's been an period of fabulous, soggy finds! So soggy I've found myself air drying individual poo bags as I walked or ran and even using my clothesline! I'm thinking I might just be the first person EVER to carefully clothespin unused dog poo bags to their backyard clothesline. I'd be honored receive THAT certificate!

Bag #1...bonus points for paw prints.

Bag #2 found on the greenbelt while hiking.

Bag #3...it was windy so I had to hold it down.

Bag #4

Bags #5 and #6...I love a two for one find!

Bag #7...you can't tell, but it was a challenge to reach down far enough to get this treasure.

Bag #8...bonus points for zebra stripes.

Bag #9...super soggy, but clean!

A tool! Definitely saved someone a flat tire and maybe we'll use this odd thing.

Found a soggy hat! After washing, this went into my "donate to those who are homeless" bag.

Cool accidental pic of us running...looks like we're going super fast, eh?

Soggy Bag #10

And then my favorite find! I was driving to HEB and Costco and on the way I saw something blue in the gutter. I obsessed over what I hoped it was the entire time I was shopping. So when I stopped on the way home and checked it out, well, I was thrilled to see it was 11 bags all connected in one fabulous long line!!!

Super Soggy Bags #11 through #22!!! Bonanza!!!!!

I had to hang them on our clothesline to dry. Our chickens in the background were hoping it was a big worm.

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.