Poop Musings

I mentioned last week that I would be digging a dog poop composter in the backyard, and in a fit of uncharacteristic efficiency I actually went and did it this weekend.  It was pretty easy, and took very little time.  I will let you know how well it composts poop in a year or so once it has had some time to really get rocking.

However, it seems that as a destination for neighborhood poop, it has been an unheralded success.  I finished digging the hole in our backyard at about 2:30pm or so, and by 7pm someone had already somehow identified what the buried bucket lid was for from afar, trespassed ONTO our backyard, and left a tied-up baggie of poop in the composter (btw completely wrecking the purpose of the composter).  That beats Kevin Costner and his flipping baseball field, he had to wait until dark.

Seriously though, what the heck is that all about?  Now what do I do if my poop hole becomes the most popular in the neighborhood?  If I put up a sign asking for “no plastic bags” does that not imply that anyone can leave their poop in my hole?  If I put up a sign that says “Private Poop Hole” is that not already implied?  I mean the hole is in my own backyard after all.  How do I keep stranger’s poop out of my hole?  Does this paragraph make anyone else uncomfortable?

Who knew that just digging a hole would open up, ah, a can of worms?

Any poop hole privacy suggestions are welcome.

Poop Happens

Our dual dog existence continues, and I’m sure that posts about Lloyd will diminish over time, so don’t worry if this stuff bores you to tears.

We have been weighing him pretty regularly, mostly out of a sick fascination with how unbelievably fast he is growing.  He has more or less gained about 10 pounds in 14 days, which is a frightening rate, but not that surprising, considering that we feed him 50% more food per day than Harvey…

Of course the inevitable result of all that food, as most of you are smugly nodding to yourselves, is poop.  Lots of poop.  I have been thinking about what I should be doing with all of this poop, and while flinging it into the park beside us at night is both fun and appealing, I think I should come up with something else.

I saw this solution on Boing Boing, but to be honest her dogs are laughably small when compared to ours, so I think I will be doing something like this, which was linked to from the comments on that article.  Dig a hole to fit the top half of a bucket, throw the poop in with some septic starter and keep it wet.  When that gets full, pull the bucket out and dig another hole.  Brilliant and simple, and it’s got to be better than throwing plastic bags of poop out in the trash.

Don’t laugh, but I’m thinking I will be using a 45 gallon garbage can for this purpose…  If I can get a year out of that, well then I will call it a win.  Yikes.

This is the first time I have ever owned two dogs, so some things are unmarked territory here (that’s a dog pee pun), but has anyone else ever witnessed the synchronized pooping phenomenon?  It’s a bit strange, but it really happens.