Dog Baron Visit

His or Her Highness the Dog Baron was in the park again and took the trouble — for which we are all grateful — to collect the dog’s precious output into a green plastic bag. However, since the Baron’s butler had the day off, there was no one who could or would place the bag into the waste receptacle, even though this big metal box was literally 18 inches away. Or maybe their Highness could not solve the mystery of opening the trash box lid. Accordingly, the bag remained on the ground in front of the box, until someone came along who did not feel it was beneath his or her station in life, and who had the IQ level, to pick the thing up and drop it in the trash. In this case, that was me. You’re welcome, Mr. or Mrs. Dog Baron.

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