So I have been having horrendous allergies. HORRENDOUS! I tell you. The worst.
I have been taking Zyrtec. Let me tell you what- NOT WORKING!
So I go to Zumba tonight, and my eyes are pouring out waterfalls basically throughout the entire thing. So I'm rubbing and wiping, but nothing feels unusual.
I get home and look in the mirror and BAM! I look like an alien! Not joking! My nose/eye area is SWOLLEN and I am DEFORMED looking. Oh my. How embarrassing! I'm just glad that I complained about my allergies to my friends. That way they probably made the connection but were kind enough to just pretend I looked normal.
Wanna know something else that is embarrassing? This note:
Yep, stickin to our door when I got home from work.
You'd think I'd be embarrassed for myself. But no. I'm not. The fact is, we are on great terms with our neighbors to the right. Neighbors to the left, not so much. We wave, they pretend they didn't see us. They park their truck in-front of our mailbox, things like that. Whatever, we don't really care...there's just no actual relationship there...no problem. But the point is, our backyard DOESN'T stink (Clay even just went outside and smelled it), and we "pick up" Dante's poop in a perfectly proper and timely basis, EVERY week. If they HAPPENED to be outside when Dante actually let poop freshly fall to the earth, then yeah...they may have smelt it. But this is life in suburbia. People have dogs, who poop in the privacy of their OWN BACKYARD! It's not in the front! My goodness. Do they expect me to follow my dog outside every time he goes out there with a baggie in hand? No thanks. And I love how they tried to keep anonymous when it's very clear who it is. Especially when looking at the spelling errors. Sorry. But it's true...our other neighbors wouldn't misspell those words. I decided we probably shouldn't pick up the "po" for a few days. I know, I still live in junior high world.
But...Clay is at a whole other level. He said, "If they say one more word about this I am going to take this note, wrap it around Dante's poop, and put it on their doorstep. And then I'm going to put 'NO TRESPASSING' signs all along our fence ONLY facing their house".
And as he let Dante outside, he said, "Go poop Dante!"
I seem to talk a lot about dog poop these days. I'll try to keep it at a minimum from here on out.
One last thing- they have dogs on all 3 corners of their yard. Meaning...they might be smelling someone elses dogs poop! Especially since the neighbors behind us completely neglect their dogs...leaving them outside for HOURS and HOURS. They bark incessantly.