Clifford, The Big Red Dog, looks to have the body make-up of a lab. Every time a lab poops, the pile could be molded into the exact shape of their back leg. That's a lot of fecal matter!
Now, imagine Clifford. A pile the size of his back leg - once a day! Emily Elizabeth is quite small, Mrs. Howard is too nice, and Mr. Howard is cranky and gets surprised easily. I can't see any of them being able to shovel the stuff on a regular basis.
Say they were able to at least shovel it up? Where would they put it then? In the trash? They would need a large dumpster for their weekly garbage service. I would think they would be better off contracting with a farmer to come and scoop the turds up and disc it into his fields. Assuming the Howard family lives close to a rural community, this would be a good compromise.
Still, that solution doesn't address what to do with the poops while Clifford is out for a walk. In every book, Clifford goes somewhere. Most of the time, it's an all day affair. He goes to the fire station. He heads off to the pool. He has hiccups and goes to the vet. Where does he poop? Emily Elizabeth cannot stuff a plastic grocery bag in her back pocket and expect to grab the steamy stuff up with her gloved hand. Does she take a shovel and a wheelbarrow with her? I never see one in the pictures.
I need to know the answer to this question. No, my KIDS need to know the answer. Once we have been sufficiently satisfied, we can move on to the subject of Clifford's thrice per day, rivers of pee.
Now, imagine Clifford. A pile the size of his back leg - once a day! Emily Elizabeth is quite small, Mrs. Howard is too nice, and Mr. Howard is cranky and gets surprised easily. I can't see any of them being able to shovel the stuff on a regular basis.
Say they were able to at least shovel it up? Where would they put it then? In the trash? They would need a large dumpster for their weekly garbage service. I would think they would be better off contracting with a farmer to come and scoop the turds up and disc it into his fields. Assuming the Howard family lives close to a rural community, this would be a good compromise.
Still, that solution doesn't address what to do with the poops while Clifford is out for a walk. In every book, Clifford goes somewhere. Most of the time, it's an all day affair. He goes to the fire station. He heads off to the pool. He has hiccups and goes to the vet. Where does he poop? Emily Elizabeth cannot stuff a plastic grocery bag in her back pocket and expect to grab the steamy stuff up with her gloved hand. Does she take a shovel and a wheelbarrow with her? I never see one in the pictures.
I need to know the answer to this question. No, my KIDS need to know the answer. Once we have been sufficiently satisfied, we can move on to the subject of Clifford's thrice per day, rivers of pee.
The question that I really want to know the answer to is where did the Hippopotamus that is on my roof eating cake get said cake from in the first place?
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ReplyDeleteSadly enough I wonder the same thing sometimes and many other things. Like why were those angels in the beginning of Genesis coming down to earth to boink women, impregnate them and have some super giants? It don't make no sense at tall!
ReplyDeleteThey live on a island, if she's trained him properly, he can just go for "a swim" whenever nature calls.
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