Laurel and Hardy comes to mind here, but they were the furthest from my mind as I took Maggie for her walk this morning.
I’ve said in previous posts how dog friendly it is here. There are doggie bins in practically every road, and the Town Hall staff will give you poo bags free of charge to help keep the town clean.
However, there is always a minority who spoil it, and so you have to be careful where you put your feet when walking across grass to clear up after your own dog, or to avoid the piles on the pavements, especially in the dark!
Many years ago, owners trained their dogs to ‘go’ in the gutter, and you’d often see a dog being dragged across the pavement for this purpose, sometimes leaving a ‘dotted pile’ behind it, and nothing off the kerb.
Maggie, like Barney, her predecessor, is a private poo-er, not liking to be seen doing the business, and making a real effort to be tidy in doing it. He once ‘shot his load’ through the diamond in a chain link fence so there was no way anyone could tread in it, or for me to clear it up either for that matter!
My parents dog from many years ago would reverse as far as possible into a bush before relieving himself. Sometimes, said bush would thus have the occasional ‘bauble’.
Which brings me to the subject, sort of, of the reason for this particular post.
Maggie was taking an interest in some leafy foliage at the drive entrance of one of the properties on our figure of eight route.
On closer inspection, it looked like bluebell leaves, which isn’t surprising I suppose bearing in mind how mild it’s been and the plants probably think it’s Spring.
Neatly in the centre, was a dog deposit.