Don’t let your dog shit on my lawn, I don’t care if you pick up after the dog, its my fucking lawn and my kids play on that lawn. If I let my kids shit and pee on your lawn, you would be pissed even if I picked up after my kid.
If you do let your dog shit on my lawn, then pick up after your dog. Its my fucking lawn and my kids play on that lawn. If I let me kids shit and piss on your lawn you would be very pissed if I didn’t even bother picking up after them.
If you pick up after your dog and its trash day, don’t drop your dogshit in my trash can. Sometimes those things leak or get squished like a tube of toothpaste and I end up with dogshit all over the inside of my trashcan. If I threw my kid’s shit in your trash and it got all over the inside of your trashcan, you would be royally pissed.
You might be willing to deal with dogshit and dog piss as a cost of dog ownership but you don’t have the right to impose any of that cost on me.
Just because most dog owners let their dogs shit on other people’s lawns and pick up after them doesn’t mean that there is nothing wrong with this sort of behaviour.
Dog owners who drop their dog shit in other people’s trash are assholes even if they don’t realize it.
Dog owners who don’t pick up after their dog are flaming assholes who really should not be allowed to own a dog.
I heartily endorse this pitting. We don’t even pick the strawberries at the sidewalk end of the patch, as people routinely let their dogs piss all over them. People in Portland are generally good about picking up dog shit, but not always. A couple of months ago, my wife was looking out the window as a couple with an off-leash dog let it shit on our lawn and then started walking away. She went flying out the door, chased them down and asked them if they were planning to clean up the mess. They tried to act like they didn’t know about it, but were shamed into going back and cleaning it up. Assholes.
I have fantasized about catching the owner of the dog that regularly craps in my front yard. I’d find out where he (or she) lives, put the turd in a bag, and put it on his (or her) doorstep with a note saying “Returning what you misplaced. Next time, it’ll be without the bag.”
Fuck those types of dog owners. If I wanted shit on my property, I’d own one myself.
As a dog owner for 50+ years, I completely concur with the OP’s sentiments.
In CA, there was a guy who ran with his Jack Russell-ish dog every morning. The dog ran up and peed on every car’s tire, including those in driveways, every morning. About the ninth or tenth time I had to drive away with a yellow crusty streak down my wheel and tire, I started thinking about ways to run 220 out to the wheel…
I have learned to recognize the “I Am Going to Poop” expression on the face of Leet the Wonder Dog[sup]TM[/sup], and I have learned to catch the doo-doo before it even touches the grass. I have to time it carefully - the beast in question sometimes tries to waddle forward with a pained expression on his little countenance, but if I catch him just right he is unable to interrupt the process and all is well.
Sometimes I think I might be over-thinking the whole thing, but then I read posts like the OP and feel reassured.
And I have actually checked with the homeowners on whose lampposts, fire hydrants, electrical stands, and bushes, on which my little furry friend goes winkie-dink, and they are all dog owners, so it is a matter of whose pinkle is on top.
The old guy who lived across the alley from my dad had several hound dogs in a smallish backyard. Fed 'em some cheap bulk dog food that came in a large bag, probably 50lb. He picked up all the dog shit and put it into the empty food bags and threw those into the dumpster behind my dad’s place.
The dumpster was in bad shape, lid missing, bottom rusted out. So it happened that the truck went to empty the dumpster and the bottom - and all the garbage, including a huge, wet, soggy bag of dog shit - ended up on the ground instead of in the truck.
The city sends a crew over to pick all the garbage up before replacing the dumpster, my dad was in his backyard, unseen due to 6ft fence - but he could hear the guys.
“Goddamn! Shit!”
“What?”
“Shit! Dog shit!”
“Shit?”
“Yeah, this whole bag is DOG SHIT!”
The soggy bag had torn open while they were trying to load it, unleashing the putrid hell of a huge bag of fermented dog shit. My dad was trying to keep from laughing at their predicament, but he didn’t want what was left of a bag of dog shit to come flying over his fence.
I have no love for these assholes. A few months ago I was starting to haul my garbage cart up from the curb to the garage and noticed a poo bag in the bottom. OK, not a huge deal, first time I’ve had that happen in a while. Then I notice something dripping off the lid of the cart and it appears yellow.:mad: So some cretin let their dog piss on the open lid of my garbage cart (the truck is automated and the carts often tip over after they are dumped) and then had the balls to throw their poo bag in it to boot.
Very true, and we’d appreciate it, Damuri, if you would leave a roll or two of toilet paper on one of the lower tree limbs. The leaves in your yard are low in quantity, quality and absorbency. And they chafe.
While we’re on the general subject, I wish dog owners would obey the leash laws in public parks. Having unleashed dogs bounding all over and threatening people is extremely bad ownership etiquette.
Years ago my neighbor (we are not close) and their dog were out in front of their house and their dog came across the street and squatted and dumped. I witnessed it and yelled out the window “I hope you are going to pick that up!”, which she did, and was very embarrassed.
Our neighbor behind us let’s their damn cat outside, and the cat evidently is out all night a lot, and uses our backyard as it’s litter box. The damn cat leaves piles of bark that are infused with it’s damn cat logs. I tried tossing my dog’s poo over there to keep it away, but to no avail. I dream of a motion sensor-activated sprinkler system. My other thought I have yet to act on is to fling all those damn cat logs back over the fence into their pool. Damn cat.