Raining Catkins and Dogs Poo

It has rained all day thus far. We went out for a walk/run. I walked, Mr H ran.

I had my brolly up and camera in pocket the whole walk. I was too afraid to take the camera out as I already have a suspicious 'blob' that turns up on photos of blue sky. I don't know what the blob is, Mr H says I should send the camera back but I made a 'poo-poo' face as I don't want to be without my camera.

Speaking of poo-poo, a young man and two little children with a dog, were walking along the road in front of us. The doggie did a poo right in our driveway. Mr H said excuse me but the man didn't hear. I put on my most assertive excuse me voice and the man turned around. I explained that this was our house and his dog had pooed in the drive and I asked him to pick up the poo. He said he would be back later and he didn't have a bag. I said I would just get him a bag. I did, he picked up the poo and went on his way. Hope he doesn't come back and leave it hanging on our new fence.

(Poo such a naughty blip topic, such a great word.)