We know a lot about poop, Marilyn and I. Angel’s favorite is Canada Goose poop. She loves to go for a walk around the little lake here at 50 Point because that’s where the geese love to hang out, sqawking  and shitting all the while. Unless of course she is  in Mazatlan, then Buster and her just love Horse poop, most especially the fresh, newly dropped kind the Mexican horses leave on the beach as they gallop by (we call them horse muffins).

And of course we follow the dogs around morning and night with our little bags so that we can pick up their latest droppings before one of our neighbors steps in their left overs.

Which brings us to the picture above.  I guess the truck driver got a ticket for his shittly faux pas. Who would ever be carrying a bag this big to clean up a mess this huge?

Every year, when we get back from our winter travels Mar & I both book appointments with our doctors to check us out and make sure we are still healthy. Same deal with the dogs. And very year, as we age, the list of tests and examinations continues to grow. Once again, same deal with Buster & Angel. Today was their big day, they both got their annual physical.

This year they needed to provide a stool sample.

Providing stool sample is something that both of them are actually pretty good at. I’m not bragging here, but I can tell you that they have pooped in a lot of Canadian provinces, not to mention  most of the states in the Union to our south and a lot of the states in the country south of that too.

The problem is that they poop pretty much when they want, not necessarily when I want them to.

So first of all, to be ready for their appointments, I had to make sure that they pooped first thing Monday mornings. You try it; say “Poop now” in Shi Tzu with out alarming the other folk out walking their dogs.  They (the dogs) don’t always listen (the people always do…..and then they stare), so now say it three times, quickly; “poop Now” See what I mean? 

Fortunately we mastered that too in good time, they are (once again I’m not bragging) pretty smart dogs. So as we neared the appointed Monday morning I realized that we had two lessons left: not only did they have to learn to poop in the bag, but they had to learn to poop in the right bag.  Imagine if you will, the confusion if Buster’s sample arrived labelled Angel, and vice-versa.

So now I had to teach them how to read. There just wasn’t time for the whole alphabet but Angel is younger, and a little quicker, so she now recognizes A. And Buster, I still don’t think he gets it, but at least he does know now to use the other bag.

So it all worked out just fine. The dogs are certified to travel and have enough Revolution to last them till next April.

Of course this all cost us a cool $561.94, so Marilyn may not be drinking any of the good wine for a while, but hey, we both love the two of them.

The Revolution at our vet works out to about $C18 per tube. I mention this because everybody tells me how much cheaper it is in Mexico. so I want to remember the price here to compare. With my memory I need a lot of help. So now it’s a group effort. Remember with me please: Revolution is $18 a tube at Buster and Angels vet.

Thankyou I appreciate the help.