my "whoops"

dear owner of the green house with 70's style windows,

I'm sorry my dog dropped a big "deuce" in your front yard. he was totally off schedule today, and I was left without a baggie. I felt terrible...but there was no way I was going to pocket the evidence and carry it all the way home.

that's just not my style.

so next time you mow the grass, feel free to curse my name. or don't. because you don't know me. and next time I promise to encourage him to wait until we are off your property.

sincerely,

the shady girl trying to hide the fact that my dog was pooping on your front lawn