When I get out at the Thameslink station, I have to make my way up Pentonville Road. If there is one distinguishing feature of Pentonville Road, it is dog excrement.
Yes, dog shit is caked here and there along the entire length of the street. There is one particular clump which has drawn my attention as of late. It is just near the corner near my office. It has been there for a very long time. It should have washed away by now, but perhaps this particular canine has some sort of GI problem because that thing has staying power.
What makes this parcel so interesting is that it has gone through periods of being frozen, dehydrated and, just take my work for it, fully hydrated. It was a bit chilly a couple of weeks ago and there the clump sat, as frozen as a deer in headlights. Over the next few days, it managed to thaw and relax (some might say it was chilling out -- pun intended). Then we went through a very dry patch and the fecal matter was bone dry and somewhat grey in color. Then the rains came and it soon returned to its brown glory.
It managed to dehyrate and rehydrate a number of times before it was finally swept away. I was sad to see it leave.
That pile of tenacious dog feces will live on, forever more, in a small place in my heart.
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