basic fact #one: what goes in, must come out!
last Friday the husband received this gift for his birthday from a friend who knows we don't really need these bags for the assigned purpose as our dog doesn't shit on streets/paths/public places where one might step onto a heap and cry in horror and disgust; nope, our dog either shits in our backyard (which is basically our problem) or in the bushes in the woods where no one is likely to follow in his footsteps. However it is a very cute little purse and as such it has been confiscated by self - after asking husband's permission, of course - to carry with me on my walks: I'm always finding and collecting lots of objects, ranging from leaves, seeds, dye-plants, walnuts, dead animals, skeletons, feathers, rusty what-nots, pottery shards, pebbles et cetera, very seldom do I carry a bag, so this will come in handy |
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The last video wouldn't play...said it was 'private'. Oh well.