Warning: if you have a feeble stomach this post may not be for you
Well it’s finally getting warm here…the snow is all melting…not much left. Spring is almost upon us. The flowers are starting to come out…the air smells fresh…the world is lovely and new. Ahhhhhhhhhh…….
Then comes Poopapalooza. A common but-not-too-talked-about celebration after winter for lazy dog owner’s they experience right in their own backyards. 
I started our celebrations this week. I put on my festival outfit… big boots, gloves, shovel and a small scooper in hand and lots of plastic garbage bags. I opted out for the face mask…don’t need to overdo the festival costume and come off looking garish.
The Queen of our annual festival…Ms. Mitsou doesn’t look like she has super poopy capacity here…but after about 6-8 weeks of not picking up in the backyard due to snow cover I can assure you it seems more like I’m picking up after an elephant than a little pug. She more than deserves her title of reigning festival Queen. I’ve picked up 4 times her weight in crap so far and it’s not over yet. I figure I’ve got at least one more "parade of poop" with my scooper and plastic bags.
The parade route for this festival is a very colorful bright orange. A little background history on our Queen is necessary to understand what makes our parade route so orange. Ms. Mitsou previously was rather large for her height…another way of saying she was quite obese. Her vet recommended feeding her carrots. 90% of her diet is based on carrots supplemented by 3 other dog foods so she gets some protein. She lost loads of weight and now looks soooooo fantastic darling!…it took years off her age. I think she can pass for a tween doggy even though she is well into her senior years. But…I digress…this combination of carrots and dog food makes our grass look more like a it’s made out of orange clay than grass at this time of the year, and thus our Poopapalooza festival is much more vibrant that most of our neighbors. Whether our neighors are looking over our fence in awe at this spectacle or in horror I still haven’t been able to decide. Who cares? Everyone celebrates Poopapalooza in their own way. Happy poopy scoop everyone!
Sounds like quite a festival in deed!
ROFL Suzanne! you are so stinkin’ (ha, ha!) funny:-)
Oh, I can soooo appreciate this topic! Our front yard looks like a mine field because the poop is so frozen to the ground we can’t get it up yet. Our Poopapalooza Festival will probably start next week…things are warmin’ up! I think I’ll look garish and wear the mask since we have a German Shepard!