Three Dogs

A brief story, one that could have been a Tweet, that sums up what owning three dogs is like.

I am walking down the street, three dogs on three different leashes in hand. They run around me, from tree to tree, grass patch to grass patch. I juggle between them, passing leashes as if multiple jump ropes.

An older woman crosses the street to where I am, hurrying to get somewhere. “Are you a dog walker?” she asks while walking backwards, facing me.

I look up from managing the three. “Nope,” I reply.

“Wow,” she says.

“Yep,” I say and continue walking before scooping up three successive bowel movements with one bag.

She turns around and calls out behind her, “That’s a lot of dogs!”

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