Showing posts with label dog pooping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dog pooping. Show all posts

Saturday, July 3, 2010

The Hitch Hiker

For any animal, including humans, it can be intimidating to have your moment of the day at a new place, especially when it comes to being on the road. Everyone has had a truck stop experience, right? So what do you do as a dog owner when poochie's time is coming and you're on the road? This responsible owner tried making the scenery a little more comfortable by bringing Fido's water dish from home.

From the looks of the owner's pants, she seems to be comfortable with the location as well.

Friday, July 2, 2010

The Pits

Another responsible owner encounter for today; had his poop bag ready for pick up when I approached him.

This beautiful Pit Bull had a head that looked like it could knock down a door! Lean, ripped and...............shiny. Not the pooch-oop, but the coat! This Pit had the shiniest coat that I have ever seen on a dog! It's a shame that Pits have a rough reputation. They really are good dogs. They just do whatever humans tell them to do......except drop a pooch-oop. They're still in charge of that.



Thursday, July 1, 2010

The Husky

So my approach to owners is this: "Excuse me sir/miss, this is going to sound weird, but has your dog pooped yet?" The first response is no surprise. It's either a chuckle with a "no" or "yes" answer or a just a bewildered look towards me. I follow with the "I'm raising poop awareness" speech, and bingo! I have a new friend. Even if their dog has already made the mustache for the day, the owners still want to talk about their bad poop experiences on the lawn/beach. Some are very boisterous about it; others are a little more civilized. In the cases where they are holding a poo bag, and poochie is expected to lose some weight withing the next few minutes, I walk with them while they vent about poo.



Such was the case with this beautiful Husky. The owner had a heavy East Coast accent along with a "take no crap" East Coast attitude. (Read this with your Bronx accent)"You know the dolla store up da road? They sell dese air horns, right? You should wolk up and down da beach with one of dose effin horns and blow it in da ear of every mutha-effa you see leavin poop on da sand and yell, HEY MUTHA-EFFA, PICK UP YA DOG'S CRAP!" His volume was progressively rising with every word as he got heated up about pooch-oops. Then came the moment. In a calm and friendly voice, he said, "Ah look, dare he goes."




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