GREEN

I thought it was a festive idea at the time. I didn't know it could go so wrong. It wasn't my plan for the digestive systems to go all wacky. But sometimes bad things happen to good people.

I dyed everything green for St. Patrick's Day. Mayo, mushrooms, sour cream. No taste difference just green. Even our little dogs got in on all the green. They loved it and gobbled it down with great excitement.

Next morning we took our little pooches out for a stroll, making sure to bring the famous poo bag. Diesel was the first to let loose and can I just say "wow". It was similar to nuclear waste. Neon green and the aroma was . . . well you can imagine. We picked it up as quickly as we could, knowing that once it was in the plastic bag we would no longer have to endure the "perfume" of the canines. We were so wrong. We could still smell it and we couldn't find a trash can and had to carry it with us until we reached the Newland Center. Finally, we could enjoy the fresh sea air again.

We finished up our walk and took off the leashes and gave the doggies water and they just flopped down on the cool tile floor. Shae was getting ready for work and I ran upstairs to use the restroom.

Yep. Green.