Every morning, Mom takes me for a short walk do to my morning constitutional. We usually go to the end of the trail and she expects me to poop there. It is near the train tracks, with fencing and dirt...not a very pretty spot. So today I thought, why should I poop there when there are so many lovely places to poop along the way with a view. So I picked a pretty spot and did my business. I wonder what kind of view I will have in my new neighborhood poop area.