Sample Post From the Dilbert Blog

I really just recently stumbled upon Scott Adam’s Dilbert Blog. I had seen the links to it on the Dilbert home page for quite a while but I had never read it. Until I got my latest newsletter and there was an excerpt in it. This one to be specific. Make sure to go check it out sometime. He’s really a funny guy. My cubemate was giving me weird looks as I laughed out loud at this one.

From The Dilbert Blog:

There’s a Name for It

Last week, my in-laws were in town. While they were out visiting some other relatives, I took my turn watching their dog, Mollie. At this point, I should pause and mention that I haven’t had a dog since I was a kid. And in those days, in the country, when the dog felt nature’s call, we’d simply let the dog out, and it would use any part of our 2.5 acres as its toilet. Later, if you wanted to throw a ball around, you just kicked the (usually) frozen logettes to the side to clear a path. In those simple times, you weren’t playing a sport unless someone ended up covered in dog feces. It was just part of the game.These days, things are quite different. Today, if you go to school covered in dog feces, there’s a stigma. And of course there’s the leash law. But nothing takes the joy out of a walk in the fresh air quite like being required to carry a plastic purse full of dog poop.Back to my story, I took Mollie for a walk, thinking I understood how this process worked. The leash was no mystery. It had a cool spring action with a pistol grip. I liked that part. And I grabbed an official poop bag on the way out of the house. I was ready for anything.

Within a minute, Mollie laid down a steamer. I think she had been eating the cat food, because it wasn’t the firm little log I was expecting. But I soldiered on, turning the bag inside out like a glove, and grabbing the warm pile that melted in my hand. It wasn’t pleasant in the usual sense of the word, but I experienced some satisfaction in a job well done. I tied the bag into a tidy little package and intended to head home.

That’s when I noticed Mollie had just begun to poop. I don’t know if she was trying to spell “HELP” in case a rescue plane flew over, or what, but by now she was in full production. Step, squat, step, squat.
I looked at my tidy little bag, now sealed, and realized I was screwed. I knew the neighbors would be looking, or feared they might. I couldn’t leave this Katrina-sized disaster and get another bag lest someone think, incorrectly, that I had abandoned my doody. So I decided to see if I could untie the pooper bag and have another go at the new deposits. This plan did not work as smoothly as I had hoped.

Do you know what is NOT effective for picking up warm piles of poop? If you guessed “other warm piles of poop,” you might have been in this situation yourself. It was like trying to pick up mashed potatoes with a catcher’s mitt. And I was hurrying, so needless to say, back at the house I needed the Karen Silkwood treatment to feel clean again.

Later, when my in-laws returned, I told the story. Larry, a laid-back gentleman from Arkansas, turned to his wife Cheryl and drawled “Mollie double-bagged him.” Let me tell you, the only thing that could have made my experience worse was finding out my in-laws have a name for it.

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3 Responses to “Sample Post From the Dilbert Blog”


  1. 1 Raspberry March 25, 2008 at 9:32 am

    Great anecdote, although I really can’t relate having never had a dog or had to clean up after one. Looks like the Dilbert Blog would be a good addition to my daily reading…

  2. 2 thebaldmonkey March 25, 2008 at 9:41 am

    Yeah, I can totally feel his pain. We had dogs growing up my entire childhood. When we were in Germany we lived in an apartment out in town and had to walk the dogs and clean up after them multiple times a day. Totally sucked. Much better to have a yard they can just do their business in and clean it up like once a month. All you need then is a shovel and a bucket. No hands involved. *shudders at the memory*


  1. 1 mashed potatoes for babies Trackback on July 13, 2008 at 12:09 pm

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