Ssshhhhh it’s me, Ami. My hooman is out for grocery and I’m using the chance to hop on her computer to get some dog stuff done, you know, like ordering toys and snacks at Amazon, stare at yummi bulldog boys (no I did not drool all over my hoomans keyboard thingy and broke it) and talk about something that really bothers my on my hoomans blog. Yes I know, it’s not nice to use her computer when she isn’t home and I really would like my own Mac Book but she told me, before that would happen we would either need to win the lottery or make a big inheritance from a yet unknown rich uncle from America or get a sponsorship from Apple. She also told me that neither of these things would ever happen. Pffft hoomans *rollseyes*, right?
Anyhow, I wanted to talk about something totally different. Now imagine the the following: you just rolled out of your bed and your hooman takes you out on your first walkie of the day. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping and you walk towards your favorite patch of pasture (and believe me, in the city those are kind rare) for an early morning sniff and . . . what the fuck is that?! . . . someone did not clean up after their doggo again. That is not only gross, it also shows a major lack of respect and responsibility and it’s a health issue. Pawrents who refuse to clean us after their doggo should not have a doggo at all. Letting that stuff lay around in the scenery ruins it for everybody else. A lovely patch of pasture turns into a shit hole just because you are too lazy to do your job. And it’s not even hard, doesn’t take a minute. Pick it up and toss the bag into the next bin or take it home to put it in the bin there. Do not even think about throwing that bag into the hedge. That would be totally intolerable!
Cleaning up after your doggo is a matter of respect, respect for your own dog and yourself, respect for other dogs (they want to sniff through that patch of pasture too without stepping in other dogs shit) and respect for other people. Just do the right thing, even when nobody can see you and clean it up. And maybe you even think about getting the right bags. Don’t take those nasty plastic bags, go for bags made from corn starch. Yes, they cost a few cent more, but it’s the right thing to do.
Oh, I think my hooman is coming home. Do not tell her that I was here. I swear, if you do, I will have to chew up your favorite shoe! Be safe and have a pawesome day!
