little bear's poop was like unto the color of the poop of the canada goose today. i used the last black bag of the black bag bone dispenser i found. minutes later before i found this love notes napkin flattened by the snow i found a whole roll of black bags and popped them right into the empty black bone. if there's any doubt the universe looks out for us, think of the love notes chance puts in your path, not uncle joe the pentagon monsanto.