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Paul Yarbrough

Hank

10/12/2025

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It seems to be the liberal, socialist, progressive, Democrat…whatever the appellation of the moment… working in their always-vegetated state into some silly project or cause for society - no matter, the lunatic levers needed to execute said project. For this article let’s settle on “Liberal/Karens” as the objects of deserved ridicule.

 
If you have a dog, and you don’t live in the country (where sanity still reigns somewhat) it is a necessity (and a pleasure) to walk them from time to time.


But the Liberal/Karens de rigueur movement of the last few years is to carry little plastic poop bags and gather up “Fido’s” former meal and remove it from the ground (Hmmm, I thought they wanted the earth to be greener—guess not).
 

And in typical Liberal/Karen fashion, the process is now almost a religion, with the priestesses, Mother- Liberal/Karens out and about to be the poop police.
 

Recently, I was walking my good friend Hank, who enjoys a good walk and a happy-go-lucky poop, 2 or 3 times a day when he stopped to make a happy pile. I hadn't noticed until I heard a lady from across the street, her own pooch-on-leash, in tow, holler "DO YOU NEED A BAG?" To this query, she waved one of those little plastic zip-lock baggies above her head. I supposed she had been watching me to see if I was loaded with a baggie supply. I carry neither zip-locks nor masks.
 

But to be polite I answered her: “NO.”
 

This, of course, brought us into distant, albeit polite, conversation (hollering across the cul de sac).


She: “DON’T YOU WANT TO PICK UP YOUR DOG’S POOP?”


Me: “NO. I HAVE NO USE FOR IT. YOU MAY HAVE IT.”


She: Nothing clearly audible to my old ears, but it sounded in the nature of “Hrrrump,#$%^&.” Her dog continued walking her. And I continued walking Hank.


We remained on opposite sides of the street,


I have tried to imagine what these people do with their dogs in their own yards. Do they go outside and pick the poop up?
 

This is somewhat how the liberal mental machinations work, I suppose. One teaches his (I don't do the "he/she" nonsense) dog to poop outside—called being housebroken—but then when the pooch poops outside, the owner must go outside, pick it up and bring it inside, I suppose. Inside, of course, is where it (the poop) was not wanted in the first place. But, Liberal/Karens? Go figure.
 

Why not just try and potty train Pooch instead of house-breaking Pooch? Again, liberals/Karens—go figure.
 

I can see the reasoning of poop scoopers in concrete meccas like New York City or Washington, D. C. (D.C. is full of s***!). Even down in Houston, we clean up after the greatest show on earth, The Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo. Certainly, New York's sidewalks should get a poop-scoop when necessary. After all, a shoeshine still costs something to a non-dog owner. D.C.? Who knows? Who cares? Again, they are full of s***!
 

I have been on many Texas cattle ranches and have yet to see a cowhand picking up cow patties and putting them in plastic bags.
 

But this craziness of a ritualistic dung dance around their canine cupids with plastic bags stinks (pardon the pun-ish treatment).
 

Do these people have any idea how many pounds of crap are dumped during any 24 hours in their yards or onto the easement in front of it? I doubt there are EPA numbers on the subject (bureaucrats are not agrarian bent). Among God’s enumerable creatures you can be sure that during the course of 24/7, a wonderous number of possums, coons, coyotes, feral cats, armadillos, squirrels, not to mention the hundreds and hundreds of birds that bomb the place, routinely, leave their happy piles for your yard. And pounds and pounds of it.

 
This is really part of a green new deal.
 
A recent posting (by me) on FB:
San Fransisco

On August 29, 1978, San Francisco enacted its first pooper scooper ordinance. According to Sec. 40 of the city’s health code, dog owners are required to remove or clean up any feces left by their dog and dispose of it into a proper dog poop disposal container.

Sec.40c states even further that dog owners are responsible for carrying some form of container or instrument (poop bag) to remove the feces.

Sooo, you could get fined a $320 for each mistake — failure to clean up and failure to carry a suitable container for the removal of any feces deposited by your dog.

However, San Francisco hires and pays pooper scoopers $185,000.00/year (including benefits) to pick up human feces, which people are allowed to “dump” anywhere they “regularly” desire.

Consequently if "Karen" is walking her dog, she may feel free to “dump” along the way, but pooch may not, unless she has an (get this) environmentally friendly poop bag.
So, as far as your pooch is concerned, take that plastic bag and stick it in that place where face masks should be—where the sun don’t shine.

After all, Liberals/Karens hate sunshine. Cloudy days are their metier.
 
Say goodbye, Hank.

Bow Wow.
4 Comments
David T LeBeau
10/12/2025 06:55:31 pm

“NO. I HAVE NO USE FOR IT. YOU MAY HAVE IT.” Good one, Mr. Yarbrough.

Do what a lot of men do, mow over it.

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David T LeBeau
10/13/2025 05:17:42 pm

Is Hank named after Sr. or Jr.? :)

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Paul Yarbrough
10/14/2025 10:49:51 am

I don't know. He was named when I took him in. A friend of a friend in Dallas asked me if I could take him and I did. Sheltie. Smartest dang dog I ever had. Smarter than me for sure!

Song of Hank:

By
Paul H. Yarbrough (Hank’s friend)

He rises each morn,
To follow with care;
To the kitchen for chow,
His black and white hair.

Outside for his squirts,
And a dump with great flair,
He returns to the house,
His black and white hair.

While I coffee with news,
He lies by my chair.
Within comfort and reach,
His black and white hair.

We walk mid-morning
To the sun’s early glare.
He struts and prances,
His black and white hair.

He rides in the car,
While I go here and there;
Proudly sitting behind me,
His black and white hair.

Our park trip is later,
Which forbids any snare.
He jumps and frolics,
His black and white hair.

As I work at my desk,
He curls at side chair.
He rests in a heap,
His black and white hair.

As night becomes late,
Like a soft honey bear,
He gathers by my bed,
His black and white hair.

Sadly I had to put him down. Bacteria in Kidneys

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David T LeBeau
10/14/2025 05:34:20 pm

Thanks for sharing your poetry, Mr. Yarbrough. It sure sounded like you wrote about me and my yellow lab. It's heartbreaking that Hank left too soon.

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    Paul Yarbrough has written several pieces over the last few years for_ The Blue State Conservative, NOQ, The Daily Caller, Communities Digital News, American Thinker, The Abbeville Institute, Lew Rockwell _and perhaps two or three others. He is also the author of 4 published novels (all Southern stories , one a Kindle Bestseller), a few short stories and a handful of poems. 

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