Monday 4 July 2011

Pockets and More Pockets

If you are a dog parent, you will understand what I mean when I say, I need pockets and not those little half pockets you get, but real, deep pockets. I see people out walking with their yoga pants and tank tops and I wonder *where do they keep their stuff* and then I realize, they aren't walking a greyhound (or three). Summer clothes just aren't made for dog walking. Not once but twice last week after being home at noon to take the hounds out, I went back to work with black poops bags (empty of course) sticking out of the waist band of my dresspants. Then when I got home from getting groceries on Saturday, Mr. J asked me "Did you walk around the store like that the whole time??" I had the end of a poop bag sticking out of the back pocket on my shorts! You'd think after the first couple times last week, I'd remember. Besides the bags, you've got to have treats, too. I don't know how many times I've put on a jacket to discover a dried up piece of cheese or stale cookie in my pocket. I guess it's time to dig out the fanny pack and put it to use. Hopefully I'll remember to take that off!