Yesterday when I was walking Delilah a woman walked out of her house, just as Delilah was taking a dump on her lawn.
What can you do?
I said, “Good morning,” and proceeded to clean up after my dog, (like a good dog owner does. )
It’s not the first time Delilah’s been caught with her pants down.
We have such irresponsible dog owners around here, it wouldn’t surprise me if there weren’t eyes on me at all times.
And of course, the one day I forgot a poop bag, somebody WAS watching.
It was Easter morning and I was taking Sampson for his walk. Since I carry so many things with me when walking the dogs (cell phone, pepper spray, camera) I don’t use the poop bag dispenser. Instead, every morning I load the pocket of my treat bag with three poop bags. As I pull them off the roll, I open the bags so when it’s time to use them, I’m not standing there in the cold trying to open a bag. I try to always have three bags at one time. Because, well, you just never know when you might need another bag.
Sundays are my sleep in days, so my routine is out the window.
This particular Sunday Sampson and I headed down the hill. It was earlier than I usually walk on a Sunday because I got up specifically to make sure the roast got started on time. We walked our five minutes and turned around and headed for home.
Sampson stopped to do his pooping business and it was then that I realized I had no bags.
Frantically I looked around for an empty bag or a newspaper box with the plastic wrapping around it.
Shit! There was nothing. Nothing I could improvise with.
Very briefly I thought about leaving the poop there and coming back for it later, but two things stopped me. 1) This house has children in it and it was Easter. I didn’t want them discovering the wrong kind of chocolate egg and 2) it’s bad enough picking up warm poop, but the thought of picking it up cold makes me want to puke.
Thankfully it was Sunday and Hubby was home, so I called him up and asked for an assist.
So there we were, Sampson sitting on the lawn and me standing next to him, while we waited for Hubby to rescue us.
I kept looking around, waiting for someone to come out and ask us what the hell we were doing. And that’s when I realized we were being watched.
The Watcher In the Window.
No wonder I always feel like somebody’s watching me.
Have you ever forgotten a poop bag, or even run out of them when you really needed one?
Oh yeah! I’ve totally been there! I felt so bad, too! When I went back to retrieve the poop it was already gone!
Once, when I took Shadow across the road to the ballfield, I realized – as she was pooping – that I’d forgotten my poop bags. So, I found a stick, stuck it in the ground next to the poop, and took Shadow home. I grabbed a poop bag and went back to the field. I found her poop right where she’d left it and cleaned it up. As I walked back to the gate, I counted at least 5 other land mines. It truly pissed me off that I am apparently the only person who cleans up after her dog(s). I’ve only been back there once since then. My girls don’t need to play on a field where other dogs do their business which is not properly disposed of. The disgusting thing is that the church up the road owns this field and uses it several times a week most of the year for children’s and adult sports. And I’ve never seen anyone over there for the sole purpose of cleaning up the grounds. Ugh!!
Ha! What an audience. I can see him judging… I have a pouch attached to Cupcake’s leash with a few extra bags in it, but 95% of the time, I remember to put a bag in my pocket. When I forget, or when I’m being rushed by one rude doggie, I always have those pouch ones as backup. Ditto if I need an extra. Funny, I also pull them off the roll and get the opening started before I need them.
Just for myself!!!! ☺️
I bet that cat was going to squeal on you too if you didn’t get that picked up! LOL
I forget them too often, but luckily we don’t walk in neighborhoods, we’re mostly along the woods. So if I can find a stick I will just push it out of the way where no one could step in it. I would always walk quickly if we were alongside anyone’s yard and make sure the dogs didn’t stop there to do their business!
I once went out without a poo bag but managed to beg one from a fellow dog walker. It’s always the way isn’t it you either have 50 or nothing. Even now I put on trousers I haven’t worn for a while and find about 5 poo bags (usually washed) in the pockets
We can’t remember the last time we didn’t have a bag, but we can remember doing our business on the edge of a lawn, Mom with bag in hand, and the owner of the house yelling at us because they spend so much money for a nice lawn and dogs just ruin it, blah, blah, blah. I don’t think poop is like pee, but whatever. We walk by that yard a lot and Mom always says “asshole alert” in a soft tone to us.
Bwahahaha. Far too many times we’ve been caught empty handed, luckily there are a few neighbors close by with bag containers for communal use so I could go back and clean up. People crack me up in my neighborhood…they fuss about left poop but all too often, leave it themselves. Bastards. Lately I’ve tried tying a couple newspaper bags to the leash since I may forget to add one to my pocket so that’s keeping those un-bagged moments to a minimum and love it when someone asks to ‘borrow’ a bag because they’re out. Uh…no you can’t borrow one, but you can have one…with my blessings.-no need returning it after borrowing. 🙂
I usually just go up to the house Gwynn pooped at and ask for a bag. People are usually thrilled that I haven’t just abandoned his business on their lawn. It’s usually a grocery bag, but people are nice about checking for holes before giving them to me 😛
I have treats and poop bags in my pockets but there have been a few times when I didn’t have them and was like, Cocoa please do not poop on anyone’s lawn!! Now there are bags in both cars and all my pockets!! But now in the summer it is harder because I don’t have pockets in a lot of things and don’t wear coats. I need one that will attach to her leash.
Oh for sure have forgotten mine. One time at a park I realized I didn’t have one and no one in sight so I had to mark the spot by pushing a stick in the ground next to it while I ran to get a bag out of my van. Glad no one was around, they may have thought I was playing with the poop with that stick 😉
I’ve been lucky so far with Laika, though I always keep at least 4 on me as well. There’s just something about those walks in the park that make her poop like a madman.
I do often get the feeling I’m being watched, and it is a little bit creepy. Not exactly the best time for a “Howdy Neighbor!” moment.
And thanks for getting the song stuck in my head… 🙂
Cats are such nosy things, aren’t they? I’ve definitely forgotten bags, too. Usually, I realize before we get too far and Barley only protests a little when I make her turn around and go get some with me, but once it happened when we were a couple miles from home with no one to come to our rescue–luckily, it was in the yard of an abandoned house where the grass was really overgrown, so we ran away as quickly as possible and didn’t walk on that road again for a few months in hopes that anyone who might have been watching would forget us!
I’ve forgotten before too!! I hate it when that happens. 🙁 One time thought I managed to find a “big gulp” cup someone had littered behind so I used that to scoop the poop and toss in the trash. LoL
I think everyone has done that now and again. I usually keep some in the various pockets of my coats and have them in the car, but still…..