Chores

My sister Jody and I beg
for dog. “Oh yes, we promise
 to walk the dog and clean
up after the dog.”
 
I am aged 11, 6th grade,
and Jody is aged 7
in second grade. We get
“Mandy” the hyper English Setter.
 
Before I can mow the back
lawn , I must clean up the
dog excrement using a shovel
to dig a hole in the ground
to bury the caca.
 
Jody comes out one Saturday
morning to mock and cajole.
“You clean the dog doo, 
you clean the dog doo!”
 
I tell her IF she says
it again,  I will fling some
poo her way.
 
OF COURSE she says it
again, and I fling the
poo at her, not with
the intention of hitting her.
 
The excreta smacks her on
her left cheek, with a
mushy smacky sound and my
sister runs in the house
screaming bloody murder.
 
It was a glorious day!