Today’s word prompt is MESSY.
I like to think I am a responsible dog owner in that I clear up after my dog.
You can always tell one even if they don’t have a dog with them as they have bulging pockets, one with biscuits, the other with poo bags. In my case, both have poo bags as we stopped carrying biscuits because Maggie was so intent on keeping her nose on the pocket, she either walked into things or stepped out into the road.
You see piles of varying shades of brown everywhere, despite there being doggie bins in multiple locations.
Before we moved here, one guy approached me and asked if I was going to clear up. I looked at him and said No, as my dog didn’t do it. He was adamant that she had, and I respectfully told him I knew my dog’s 5 h 1 t and the offending broom handle was the wrong colour. Maggie confirmed the issue by performing in front of him, her usual sandy coloured offering, which I cleared up and smugly said ‘ See?’ He did apologise.
With the snow thawing, I am annoyed to see so many piles of abandoned mess messing up the grass and pavements in their messy smelly heaps. There’s no excuse for it as there is a dog bin just around the corner, two more on our estate in the other direction, four in the park, and one at every steps access from the prom to the beach. Last week we saw a black labrador foul the beach, watched by his owner, who made no effort to clear it up. I felt like picking it up myself and handing him a poo bag saying ‘I believe your dog dropped this’.