Showing posts with label poop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poop. Show all posts

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Great things

November 30, 2008
One of the great things about Thanksgiving in Michigan, besides spending time with family and going fort long walks with Solomon, is that Joel wants absolutely nothing to do with me. This means I get time to sit with a hot (very very hot) cup of Matt's delicious coffee and read a book!

What did I read this vacation, you ask? Well, I learned all about poop, or sludge, and what happens to it when it leaves our bodies! This is a subject of intimate and incredible interest to both me and Joel. Our poop goes into our back garden via our septic tank which includes a finger system that leads to our vegetable garden! Therefore, we are recycling our waste.

Across from the road from us is a lift station. The lift station lifts poop piped in from the shopping malls north of us. No house in our neighborhood is connected to the sewer. Once a week petit environmental visits the lift station and does something insidious to it.

Anyway... most poop in the US goes to treatment plants. There the poop is cleaned and the effluent goes back into our rivers. The poop is dehydrated into pellets that is sold to.... The middle East! In England the pellets are used as crop fertilizer, but Americans don't want their own poop fertilizing the soil.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Poop, etc.

June 26, 2008
As I write Joel is pooping. Listening to the grunts coming from the bathroom I realize that I never notified Solomon's fans at to the status of his poop tets... Well, the vet left a message on our voicemail saying thank you very much for the $220.00 and that there were no parasites in his poop.


Solomon is back to his old self but is dissapointed to be back on his IAMS Senior Care dogfood instead of the soft canned stuff the vet ordered.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Operation poop drop

June 18, 2008
It may have escaped your notice, but lately Solomon has been experiencing what is known to some as rumbly tumbly... and there is absolutely nothing cutesy about it...

So, I was called into action for operation poop drop.

I had my lucky charm,
and my accomplices, who followed me on this important mission keeping a respectful and (very) inconspicuous distance.




Our contact was in place as prearranged and ...





Operation poop drop was a success!