Re: Much ado about poo (Gazette, Feb. 17)
Tonight I came home from a walk to the grocery store and for the third time this week I tracked the deposits of the local pets who defecate in front of my home and along the street I reside on, into my home.
There is a constant parade of neighbours who use our road as a dumping ground for their pets relief.
I’m not saying that everyone who walks their pets are irresponsible because I have on occasion seen owners pick up after their pets, some even drop their bags into garbage cans while a good majority of them toss it behind a bush along the road or hang them proudly from small trees and bushes along the way.
I once counted over half a dozen bags behind the mailbox at the end of my road. We have no sidewalks and only a few streetlights so when the sun goes down the parade begins.
I am a smoker and I sit on my porch to have a smoke, so I see what and who comes and goes at all times of the day.
I was going to send in my little rant on our local pet owner problems when a car pulled up in front of my home. I noticed that the passenger door was ajar, after watching for a bit the passenger got out and called to his pet which was relieving itself in my front yard. He quickly picked up his pet and they drove off.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, guess it was too cold and rainy for them to walk their pet, but I do suppose a drive around the neighbourhood could reveal a few good spots to let out a pet.