Stupidity

This is so ridiculous, I just don't know what else to call it.  So here's the story.  My dumb German Shepherd loves to run along our fence line, chasing our neighbor's Husky.  The neighbors got sick of their white dog coming inside with a dirty undercoat after these berserks, so they purchased a few rose bushes and planted them along the fence.  Their dog learned right away not to trample the rose bushes.  Roses have thorns, and thorns hurt.  Okay.  It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out.

My husband had the brilliant idea to get a few rose bushes of our own and plant them along the fence.  "It'll stop him from getting all muddy out there when it rains."

Yeah, right.

The plants sat in their pots for a couple of days.  I knew I had to be the one to plant them, or they would be staying there for a couple of years.  I got out the shovel and went to work.  It was 89 degrees, and the dirt was as hard as a rock.  (This was in the evening - the cool part of the day.)

There I was, sweating away.  Then my daughter let the dog out.  What was she thinking?  Duffus charged straight at me and my holes.  Dust went flying.

"Schultz!" I yelled.  "Get out of the way!"

He didn't listen.  He decided that digging holes looked like great fun.  So he started digging.  And digging. 

"Fine, dog.  You can help."

There we were, the beast and I, sweating and digging.

Then my husband came over.  "You should've put the holes a little further out."

"Do you want to dig?" I asked.

He walked away.

Finally, the holes were done.  I put the rose bushes in the the holes, just in time for the Husky to come out.  And guess what those dogs did?  Yep.  They went berserk along the fence line.  And guess what happened?  Schultz busted the rose bushes.  Branches snapped off.  Blooms fell to the ground.  Do you think Schultz cared?  Not one stinkin' bit!  He just kept running, bustin' up my newly-planted rose bushes.

"Schultz!" I hollared, completely furious.

And then guess what happened?

As I tried to get out of the way, I felt my shoe land on something soft.  Yep.  I stepped in dog poo! 

Arghh!  I'm going back on vacation!