Today my person grabbed some plastic bags as we headed out to my trails. Not those skimpy little doggie bags. These were grocery bags.
I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, and since she had her hands full I made sure I got tangled in my leash a lot.
It wasn’t until we got nearly to the end of our walk that I realized what she was doing with those bags. And it was time for me to get to work. I hope she brought my Detective Dog hat along – because somebody has been hanging out in my wash and leaving their litter behind.
Time for me to start investigating.
I even found trash way in the bushes.
I bet this bush will talk.
While I was busy investigating my person picked the trash up. I was ready to head home to sort out the clues.
What do you mean, I’m supposed to carry this?
But I’m Detective Dog. I’ve got clues to sort out. There must be someone else.
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