As you have learned by now, I am an avid dog owner. That means that my 90-pound hound, Xena, and I take two brisk walks every day. We manage to cover somewhere between three and four miles a day and it is keeping both of us young as a result! As you can imagine, a large part of our excursions each day center around canine bodily functions!
With little variation, Xena manages to take care of “Number 2” somewhere along the way! It never fails that she selects the most manicured lawn in the neighborhood as the site for “taking care of business!” Forget the fact that we have passed a dozen houses in row that had little more than weeds for a lawn. Ignore that the majority of those lawns were already piled inches deep in doggie poop. She is bound and determined to soiled the lawn that looks like a pristine Marine Corps parade ground!
With dog ownership comes a level of responsibility. I need to assure that Xena gets the right food, a fresh supply of water, large amounts of exercise, and a steady diet of love. I also feel responsibility for what she might anonymously deposit on somebody’s lawn! My back right pocket is always filled with at least two poop bags. Rather than spend the money on the customized canine scoop bags, I simply use plastic bags from the grocery store. These are thin, yet large, white plastic bags which are fairly nondescript.
Whenever Xena chooses to make a deposit on somebody’s landscaped masterpiece, I meticulously clean up after her. The filled bag then gets turned inside out, tied tightly, and is carried until we find a proper trash can. Hey, it is the responsible thing to do!
Amazingly enough, I have had people come flying out of their house as I am finishing up my “call of doodie!” They were not upset that my dog had relieved herself on their lawn. Rather, they just wanted to come out and say thank you for the fact that I cared! It has led to some wonderful conversations with people I might not otherwise meet. It has also driven home just how uncaring most pet owners are, when it comes to cleaning up!
How often do we go through our days, indiscriminately pooping on other people’s well manicured yards? We look both ways, hope nobody saw us, and leave our pile sitting right there for that person to discover later. They will never know it was you, right? Maybe it is a negative thought towards a family member, or perhaps a vicious word fired at a coworker. We might have completed the task we were assigned; but instead we chose to leave it half-finished, assuming somebody else would pick up our mess.
No matter how you slice it, all of us poop in other people’s yards! It is part of human nature, much the same as it is part of canine instinct. The question is, “Are we willing to pull out the white bag of honor and do the right thing?” Will you clean up the messes you create? Will you take responsibility for your actions? Will you care for your neighbor’s house as much as you do your own? Need an extra white plastic bag? I just happen to have an extra one in my back right pocket!