Remember sniglets? They are basically defined as words that should be in the dictionary, but aren’t. They were popularized by comedian Rich Hall and were on TV and books in the 80s.
My favorite sniglet (well, that I can remember anyway) concerned dogs. It was "pupkis" which is the goo left on the window after the dog presses his nose to it. The long skinny window next to our front door has ample proof that pupkis really should be a word.
The other day, my husband James came up with a new dog-related sniglet. Every morning after I take the dogs out for their post-breakfast outing, I bring them back inside, turn around and go outside to clean up whatever they left behind.
We have four dogs, so the risk of stepping in "land mines" could get somewhat extreme if I didn’t go outside and patrol the area.
I grab my rusty old scooper and wander around the yard looking for (not so little) gifts the canines have left behind. I scoop them up and carry them off to a hole where they are deposited for posterity.
Anyway, a few days ago, James dubbed the process the "turdscursion," as in, turd excursion.
I just about fell down laughing, since like any good sniglet, it describes something that should be in the dictionary but isn’t. Somehow, I don’t think "turdscursion" ever will make it into Webster’s, but it’s definitely become part of our personal vocabulary.