A brisk morning walk with Dexter and Comet brought back a very old memory of favorite Saturday cartoons. On this particular post-Thanksgiving exercise, our “out-n-back”, my carrying poop, and directing two dogs – one hustling forward (Dexter) and one slower and less enthused (Comet), needed a third hand. I set down a little trail of green poop bags along our way, intending to retrieve as we returned. Passing a neighbor out walking, I quickly quipped to him that I was “leaving a trail of breadcrumbs” to get home.
While this twist on a fairytale may have been lost on my neighbor this morning, I walked homeward collecting poop, thinking of cartoons and smiling.