Just need to get something off my chest...

I've been caught without a bag twice. The first time, I was lucky and found a discarded paper cup on the street, and used it to pick up the poop. The second time I was not so lucky, but I could not leave it, so I used a few leaves - thank goodness they are shelties, and not St. Bernards LOL. Very embarrassing. I think most of us have been there a time or two...
 
Caught in the act

My wife and I were walking our Cavalier King Charles once in a public park when he decided to take a dump... something he usually never does away from home. No bags on us, of course, so my wife trots off to a far-away restroom while I stayed and guarded the poop. An old couple was watching this from nearby, disapproval writ large on their faces. The husband finally came over to me, insincere smile on his face, and asked if I was just going to leave that. "Nope," I replied, "Just waiting for it to harden, so I can put it in my pocket." He went back to his wife to report on this strangeness, while my wife returned, out of breath, with paper towels. I picked up the poop, smiled at my new friends, and walked off. They watched as long as they could see us. No doubt, waiting for it to go in my pocket.

Some people... :rolleyes2:
 
My wife and I were walking our Cavalier King Charles once in a public park when he decided to take a dump... something he usually never does away from home. No bags on us, of course, so my wife trots off to a far-away restroom while I stayed and guarded the poop. An old couple was watching this from nearby, disapproval writ large on their faces. The husband finally came over to me, insincere smile on his face, and asked if I was just going to leave that. "Nope," I replied, "Just waiting for it to harden, so I can put it in my pocket." He went back to his wife to report on this strangeness, while my wife returned, out of breath, with paper towels. I picked up the poop, smiled at my new friends, and walked off. They watched as long as they could see us. No doubt, waiting for it to go in my pocket.

Some people... :rolleyes2:

that's a good one......... :lol:
 
My wife and I were walking our Cavalier King Charles once in a public park when he decided to take a dump... something he usually never does away from home. No bags on us, of course, so my wife trots off to a far-away restroom while I stayed and guarded the poop. An old couple was watching this from nearby, disapproval writ large on their faces. The husband finally came over to me, insincere smile on his face, and asked if I was just going to leave that. "Nope," I replied, "Just waiting for it to harden, so I can put it in my pocket." He went back to his wife to report on this strangeness, while my wife returned, out of breath, with paper towels. I picked up the poop, smiled at my new friends, and walked off. They watched as long as they could see us. No doubt, waiting for it to go in my pocket.

Some people... :rolleyes2:

"No, I'm guarding it with my life. Go get your own poop."
 
I used to only take 1 poo bag out on a walk, until the day Cadbury did 2 massive poops within about 15 minutes of each other. The first one I had bagged and binned, the second one he did in the middle of a person's driveway. Well what was I to do? Thankfully my mum was there and found an old newspaper we could gather it in to carry it home - see how responsible we are? :lol:

Talking about dog-haters, this time of year half of the beach where I walk Cadbury becomes a 'no-dog-zone', so of course the dog walkers congregate on the remaining bit.

The other week I went there to meet a friend and her lab. I'd not met the dog before and she had warned me it was prone to jumping up and had issues with its recall (its about 10 months).

Well when she said 'jumps up' she meant 'launches itself at your back and bounces off!'

So we are walking along the beach, dogs are off lead and I had yet to experience her dogs 'jumping up'. There was a woman crouching on the shoreline taking photographs of the sea. Cadbury walks passed her and ignores her, my friend's dog goes passed and then turns and I could see what was about to happen and shouted 'no!', but the dog was oblivious and jumped up at the woman's back and nearly knocked her other, then it ran off.

In the meantime Cadbury is stood there with a ball in his mouth blithely wondering what the matter is.

The woman stands up and is not happy, Cadbury could see this and he doesn't like people to be upset and he tries to appease them. In this case he quietly walked up to the woman and offered her his ball. That is all he did and she started to shriek and flap her arms about and the more she shrieked the more he followed her and tried to give her the ball. I got close to him and called him away and the woman snapped that he should be under better control - why, because he calmly offered her his ball?

OK, so maybe she thought it was him who jumped at her, but I had half-a-mind to say if you don't like dogs why aren't you walking on the bit of beach where dogs are banned?

I mean why do people who hate dogs do that? Walk near them, or in the only places they are allowed off lead and then complain. Oh well...
 
The weird thing I think about all of this is people don't have a problem with people bringing their *kids* everywhere. You don't see kids banned from beaches or such, and while dogs are "messy" in the sense that they poop on the ground, in terms of everything else.... kids are just as bad, and sometimes worse. After all, for every dog that has barked, there must be five (if only by virtue of numbers) children who screech or cry really loud or throw fits or make messes. Badly behaved children will sometimes even steal, plus babies certainly pee and poop in their own trousers, which can smell bad.

I'm not saying I hate children (quite the opposite, I like kids) but we don't ban them from public places because some people have little b@$†@®∂$ for children, or because some people "don't like kids." Likewise, I've never understood people who hate all dogs because some of them are badly behaved. Just like people, dogs have personalities, and depending on how well people train and raise their dogs, they will be better or worse behaved.

I wish you could take a test (like a drivers' license) that would allow you to take your dog to public places like malls, parks (dogs banned from parks--seriously?!) beaches, etc. They could wear little jackets like aid dogs with their license number and such on them.

Hey, I can dream, right?
 
My wife and I were walking our Cavalier King Charles once in a public park when he decided to take a dump... something he usually never does away from home. No bags on us, of course, so my wife trots off to a far-away restroom while I stayed and guarded the poop. An old couple was watching this from nearby, disapproval writ large on their faces. The husband finally came over to me, insincere smile on his face, and asked if I was just going to leave that. "Nope," I replied, "Just waiting for it to harden, so I can put it in my pocket." He went back to his wife to report on this strangeness, while my wife returned, out of breath, with paper towels. I picked up the poop, smiled at my new friends, and walked off. They watched as long as they could see us. No doubt, waiting for it to go in my pocket.

Some people... :rolleyes2:

LOL! That's the best, I'll have to remember that one!

I forget my poop bags once in a while. When it happens I go home, get a bag and go back to pick up the poop. If anyone say me they must have thought I was crazy pulling up in my car and picking up poop! :lol:
 
Germany, that is where we should live as dog lovers! They allow dogs everywhere, even restaurants!! And if you don't take care of you dogs (ie. mistreat), there are really big fines too. The owners train their dogs really well and the dogs are very well behaved. So it can be done.
 
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