A Mighty Big Shovel
Sparky and I were in the crosswalk, crossing Castro at 21st Street late Tuesday night, when two cops in a police car abruptly pulled up. The driver spoke loudly: "Oh, that's a pooper-scooper you are carrying! We thought it was a shovel, and we wondered, 'who is that guy walking around here late at night carrying a shovel?'"
I was flummoxed, and it took me a few seconds to untie my tongue. I then told a tale about a group of cops Sparky and I once had passed by at Crepeville several years ago....
"One of your colleagues asked 'Do you really need such a large shovel for such a small dog?' The answer, sadly, is 'Yes!'"