When I was a baby, I pooped in water in a black rubber bowl. I didn’t have to learn it from anybody, it was just where I liked to poop- and pee too. Stacy would dump it out into the toilet and put new water in it. I never really drank from this bowl because I had another nice water bowl. I like milk better than water, even now.
This is me in my poop bowl when I was a lot bigger. When I got so big I couldn’t really fit in this bowl, I started pooping on the ground, even though Stacy got me a much bigger bowl. Most big boys poop on the ground, even though Caplin still poops in a bowl. Caplin’s owner still dumps his poop in the toilet, but Stacy refuses to carry it into the house to do that.
This is a picture of the apple tree I tried to eat. Wait a minute- weren’t we talking about poop? Oh, there are no more pictures of pooping but I do want to tell you about The Poop Game.
The Poop Hole
The Poop Game is one of the best games I have invented. I like to poop on the deck right outside the kitchen door. Stacy hates this, so she usually comes right out to clean it up. She puts it into the second hole she has dug in the yard (ha ha ha I already pooped enough to fill the first hole she dug 2 months ago!) and comes back around to the deck. I always follow her and watch everything. Here is the fun part- I have made another poop on the deck right after she cleaned up the first one! I know how much she likes my poop, so I am just giving her another present. She makes a funny shape with her mouth and scoops up the second poop, goes out to the yard and puts it into the hole. I hang back a little bit and then I follow her out to the poop hole. Guess what? Ha ha ha, I have saved just enough to make one more little poop! It is not little enough to ignore, though, so she scoops it up and for the third time I follow her out to watch her dump it. That’s usually the end of it. Three poops, three trips to the poop hole. Isn’t that fun!
Dobby, you are a genius of poop, just like my parrot, Jed! He is a helpful guy just like you.