Please, for the love whomever you may pray to, pick up your dog shit! If you can’t do it nine out of 10 times, you shouldn’t be a pet owner.
I know you can get caught short without a bag and the guilt of your dog’s shit on the side of the road eats away at you. But if you’re the guys and girls I see out and about without bags, looking over your shoulder as your pup takes a monster or micro crap on the side of the street and shuffle along as if nothing happened, you fucko should be wearing the leash because clearly you need some obedience training. And to the students and young professionals living along Victoria and Tower Road that quickly scurry along quickly because you’ve got to get to class or work when called out on your dog’s shit, #adulting. Pick up after your pets, just like your parents wiped you when you were young. —My Shit’s Bagged Up
This article appears in Mar 1-7, 2018.
I was walking along the street the other day and slipped in dog shit. I just got up and was checking out the damage to my clothing when some guy came along and did exactly the same thing. I said to him, I just did that! … So he punched me in the face and called me a sick, dirty bastard
Well, you sick, dirty bastard!
Take their picture and post to a shame page. Perhaps Facebook.