There is something serious wrong with me. None of my neighborhood dog friends pee or poop on my lawn. A couple of them have their owners drive them over to visit with us and they give a nice paw and try for a couple of kisses.
I felt that I could join the critics of pups here when Helene and I were coming into the neighborhood a couple of days ago and we spotted a woman in a golf cart with three dogs we didn't know and we didn't know the woman. We live in a contained neighborhood of 53 homes and everyone knows everyone. She had them on leashes walking around our mail kiosk. I was ready to join the throngs of angry folks, nope, I didn't know her. She wasn't one of our neighbors. She did have a bag and removed the offending stuff.
Later I found out that she is a hired dog walker and one of her charges was Prince, a poodle that I do know.
I am so glad I don't have to feel disappointed or miffed.
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