Incidient: 3 days ago.
Picture me, H (6 years old) and other kids out playing in snow. Enter stage left – lady with dog. Dog shits on ground. Lady looks around, does nothing.I glare. Lady pulls dog, keeps going.
I say: Sorry, I think you forgot something.
Me: Pick that up.
Lady: I don’t have any plastic bags.
Lady walks off.
Me, shouting: Hey you can’t just leave that there.
Lady: If it bothers you so much, then pick it up yourself.
Lady and dog exit stage right.
And people wonder why I hate those furry little idiots. And I don’t much like the dogs either.