Scenes from a Saturday night

I took Natty for a walk to Fells Point tonight.

She pooped.

I reached into the pocket of my jeans and pulled out a wadded plastic grocery bag.

Placing my hand inside the bag, I bent down and grabbed the poop.

I pulled the bag inside out and tied the handles shut.

On the outside of the bag, it said “THANK YOU HAVE A NICE DAY."

This is my life.