Man that’s crazy.
The idea that someone would take it to that level over something so minuscule, is baffling to me. I just don’t get how you go from “dog pooping on lawn” (actual or assumed) to “thoughts of violence/murder” etc.
IMO, it’s on the level of threatening to kill someone’s child.
I imagine some of this is similar to “road rage”: lawn rage. Just rage in general.
Subtitled movies. I get that you’re artistic and really want to make an impact but I’m tired and just want to watch a movie.
I’ve had this happen a couple of times and it’s annoying af. It’s not nearly as bad as you’re describing. Maybe it’s the area you live in.
I have, however, been out and run out of bags and my dog takes a crap. I normally take 3 with me but I’ve run out because she’s on some demonic crapping spree. That’s always bad. If no one sees me, I’ll walk away as fast as possible and pretend it didn’t happen. Once it happened with someone around and, fortunately they had a spare they gave me.
Funnily enough, the times when I feel super invulnerable like no one is going to screw with me is when I’m carrying a bag of steaming dog shit.
I used to feel like that but as I’ve gotten older and my hearing worse, I like the subtitles because I can actually follow it better.
I live in South Florida, where mosquito bites give people brain mites. So that could explain it.
Bro. Just today, it happened again. I didn’t post it but, since you brought it up:
I’m walking my dogs, getting closer to crazy lady’s house (it’s a young couple, mid 30’s). She has a sign that says “please pick up after your pet!”. I always read that and go “hmm. i’m good. not sure why she always freaks out on me.”
Anyway, I planned on deploying my new “ignore tactic”, so realized i’d get a chance to execute it.
My dog walks up to her mailbox, he’s still on the street. He starts sniffing this “base” around the mailbox that extends near the street. I then hear “furious banging” on a window and hear yelling. I make sure to act like I don’t hear anything, and completely ignore it. Behind the window I hear “can you please get that dog away from my lawn”, then I hear “asshole!!”, probably due to me ignoring her. Meanwhile, my dog was on the street, in the drainage gutter in front of her lawn.
Anyway, I keep walking away from her house along the gutter, she’s still banging on the window. And my little champ must have just picked up on the vibes and said “F it, let’s drop a mound right on the edge of her lawn”. He walks up, crouches down, starts pooping, and then I hear the door fling open. She’s freaking out telling me to “get my dog off her lawn”. But i’m completely ignoring her. Then I just pick up the poop and walk away as she continues to try and get my attention.
Oh and for @EmilyQ, I had a poop bag in my other hand the whole time, from my other dog’s poop.
As expected, the ignore technique is going to trigger some folks even worse. Felt good to not acknowledge her though.
The weird thing is… They used to have a sign saying to curb your dog etc. Now they have a “please pick up after your pet” sign. So, that implies my dog is allowed to be on their lawn, as long as I clean it up. Lady is nuts.
Lol that’s the worst. Had that happen once and then went to the “roll of bags” technique. Much less stressful IMHO. It’s worth the extra few $$ in bags, to not have to worry about running out. I carry 2 bags ready for deployment (pre-opened) and then the roll. Pre-opened bags just so I can pick up the poop faster, so I don’t have to fiddle with it trying to open it etc. The roll is light/small too, easy to carry.
peace!!
Jeez, looking after dogs looks nearly as stressful as having kids from the looks of things.
That’s why you live in the sticks…
Yard + fence = no dog pop problems
Life is funny. Bet you that 10 years ago, you never thought you’d be typing that, huh?
When I was in my early 20’s I used to get stoned and cut grass with my buddies. Mostly residential, but we had this one big weekly gig at a new townhome/quad complex. They were these big overblown managed property places in “an up and coming” area/neighborhood.
The place had all of the HOA stuff going on. In particular was this one lady, older (mid 60’s maybe) that would walk around with her little white Scottish terrier and be rude and demanding to us in her spare time, which she had a lot of. Being a right and proper resident, and probably the lieutenant viceroy in the HOA, she was always very well coiffed in the attire and style of an early 90’s upper middle class lady, and often color coordinated with her dog in crisp, pristine white slacks or walking suit, and a stunning platinum white immovable iceberg hairdo to top it all off.
Anyways, she marches up to me one day as I’m trimming/edging and starts giving me the riot act about some grass clippings. She’s pointing and waving and directing all over the place about this walkway and that common area and how its a disgrace and everything else that is wrong in the world.
She finished up, and I couldn’t help but to start laughing. Aside from being like fall down and miss the ground ripped, I couldn’t help but notice that above and beyond her obviously very particular presentation of herself- with all of that gesticulation, she was swinging a big soggy bag of dog poop all over the place, like it was an extension of her hand or pointing device curled up in her old gold and diamond encrusted fingers. The juxtaposition of these two things was just way more than I could take.
Best conclusion I can come to in all of it was that people are crazy. Not like “In my head I’m a viking warlord” crazy, but big mean bag of poop swinging in real life in front of an entire housing complex crazy. You wouldn’t think so just looking at them, but put a bag of poop in their hands and BOOM! its a madhouse.
Sometimes you just have to stand back and laugh. Far enough back that you don’t get poop on you.
Dude literally just wrote the word “holler” in an email to our COO. He’s a nice guy, but really?
LOL. That’s some good writing too mate.
nah I’ve been swanging poop bags for at least 20 years. 
#proudDogOwner
Auto-correct for “hoorah” maybe?
I have a yard + fence but I still like to take them out on walks.
Batshit anti-dog/poop people in the sticks could be a lethal combo.
Also, dogparks can often end up feeling like prison yards. I stopped going a long time ago.
Pinterest showing up in my search results but not allowing me to see it unless I create an account. Pinterest is an asshole.
My neighborhood seems to have the other spectrum of the dog problem, there’s one guy who walks his dog WELL into people’s yards like it’s nothing, right up to the houses. The neighbor behind me lets their super old dog hobble around the neighborhood at will, like you would a cat, except he just craps all over everyone’s yard but theirs. I brought this up to them when he started doing it in my driveway and I drove through it (why does my garage smell like dogshit?). It’s been better, but he still roams a lot. I have a dog and love dogs, but damn.
let your dog shit in my driveway? That’s a paddlin’
Don’t let your dog shit or piss next to a fire hydrant. Some man or woman might be on their knee next to it one night trying to get water to save somebody’s home.
Ordering shoes online… really pisses me off.
Have had some bad luck lately (fit issues etc).
Ugh. Yeah. Unless I’m replacing something I already wear, shoes are something I will ONLY buy where I can try them on. But I’m seriously picky.
It’s a gamble with online clothes and shoe shopping. I also won’t buy my wives online for the same reasons…