Back again, Blogging Every Day In May.
Day 22, Wednesday: Rant about something. Get up on your soapbox and tell us how you really feel. (a pet peeve, a current event, a controversial topic, something your husband or roommate or neighbour or boss does that really ticks you off)
Warning: If you're a bit squeamish, it's probably best that you don't read this post!
On to business. There are a few things that get me angry, like bad drivers, bad parents, bad teachers, bad children (can you see a pattern here?). But since getting a dog, the one thing that gets up my nose - bad dog owners. I don't understand why anyone would get a dog, but then not take responsibility for it. My main gripe with dog owners, are the ones who think it's ok for their dog to do their toilets and then just leave it there for anyone to stand in.
I live near the beach, and I take my dog, Lily, for a long walk down there every lunch time. It's great because we're far enough away from the road for her to run around off her lead. She loves being able to zoom off in all directions, exploring. And of course, I have to zoom off after her to make sure she doesn't get up to any mischief. On many occasions I've been having fun, playing with my dog, only to find when I get home, that the soles of my shoes are all stinky.
A few years ago I wrote an article for a local paper about the amount of dog poo all over the place. On one walk with Lily, I took pictures of a number of poos, many of which were situated within walking distance of a public bin.
There is absolutely no excuse for it. When I take Lily out, I make sure I have a pocket full of nappy bags. I buy them from the supermarket for something like 12p for 100 bags. It doesn't break the bank. Considering that when you get a dog, you have to pay a fortune for dog food, treats, toys, vet visits, surely 12p for a pack of poo bags shouldn't be too much of a problem, right?!
Often, I would see poo put into poo bags, but the poo bags would just be left on the beach. This then got me thinking about the number of public bins around the village. Again, on the same walk where I took the poo pictures, I took a picture of every bin that we passed.
I hadn't counted before, but on a journey of about a mile, there are 15 bins. Why, oh why, do people throw full bags of poo onto the ground, rather than putting them in a bin? And if they can't find a bin while out on their walk, surely they have a bin at home?
The council put up signs asking people to pick up their dog's poo. I don't see why the council had to waste money on producing those signs, because any reasonable human being would clear up their mess so that no-one else falls over in it, or stands in it.
I get so angry that people need to be told to do something that they should automatically do. I pretty much stand behind Lily, bag in hand, every time she crouches, so I can make sure I pick up everything and then throw it away. When I first got Lily, the idea of poop-a-scooping made me feel a bit sick, and I would always cover the offending item in kitchen paper before picking it up with a bag. Now it's second nature to me. I doesn't bother me, as I know it's my job as a pet parent to clean up after my animal.
Why do people have to be so selfish? How would they feel if they ruined a pair of shoes because someone else couldn't be bothered to pick up their dog's poo? Sometimes I can't even find the words to express how angry this makes me. Mainly because I don't understand why people leave such a mess everywhere. Not only is it common sense to clear up, it's also polite, civil, kind, and a bunch of other 'nice' words. But then I guess you can't be a very nice person if you think it's ok to leave such a horrible mess all over the place.
This is the article I wrote. I don't know if you'll be able to read it, but it's full of my anger and disgust at the immoral behaviour of many dog walkers/owners.
And every time I see a little doggy pile on my travels, I can't help but sing this song in my head!
Ok, rant over!