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Thursday, February 2, 2012

Clean it up!

Posted on Thu, Feb 2, 2012 at 10:13 AM

My neighbourhood is a beautiful place to live. Be it fall, when the leaves all start to turn colour, the spring and summer when wildlife inhabits my backyard, or the winter, as now, when everything is covered in a glistening blanket of white, a walk through my very own neighbourhood can be absolutely breathtaking. I look forward to my daily walks with my dog, as just enjoying the quiet and the beauty with her is a peaceful start to any day.

Except, of course, for the garbage and dog waste that my neighbours think is acceptable to leave strewn all up and down the street. For the first day or two after garbage pick-up, I’m actually ashamed of what I see nearby. It’s as though the residents got together without me and decided to take part in some sort of Operation Feed the Crows of Hammonds Plains, and they’re doing a remarkable job.

I don’t understand what the problem is, how my boyfriend and I seem to be the only ones on the street who can remember whether it’s garbage week or blue bag compost week is beyond me. Big news friends, when garbage gets put out on a compost week, the garbage men leave it behind. Then, for some reason unknown to me, you leave it there! Right at the end of your driveways! The crows get to it, rip the bag open, and we’re left with an astounding collection of dirty Q-tips, empty toilet paper rolls, and other various rubbage that I don’t what to get close enough to to analyze. And even on the odd times when you put your garbage out on the right day, it still somehow ends up decorating your driveways and the rest of the street. On one particularly windy Tuesday, someone’s dirty maxi pad made its way into my yard and got stuck in a bush. Imagine my delight. Why, just today on my walk with my dog, I had to pull a Tim Horton’s wrapper out of her mouth, and then had to maneuver her away from the bottom of six different driveways to avoid little snow covered trash piles. SIX!!

Your garbage is only half of the problem. Pick up after your pet. Do you realize how disgusting it is when I have to pry my dog’s mouth open and pull your dog’s morning turd out? Come on, it’s actually the law, folks.

Isn’t the environment taking enough of a beating without us trashing our own back yards? What’s even worse is that most of you have children! This means that not only are you doing significant damage, you’re teaching the next generation to think this is perfectly acceptable. Honestly you should be ashamed of yourselves to so easily fall into the cliché of snobby rich folk who are too good to be bothered with their own trash or dog crap. Have some pride in your neighbourhood, and your planet. Have some pride in yourselves. —Fed Up

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