PICK UP AFTER IT

It's first thing in the morning...and I mean, first thing....still dark and deafeningly quiet...no one but the guy who delivers the Globe to the neighbors is stirring....and me and my little dog, Winnie, are out in the yard...circling, walking, sniffing, because you know how important it is to find just the right spot to squat....no, not me, HER!!

I dutifully follow behind her with a baggie. Yes, of course I pick up after my dog. Why doesn't everyone pick up after their dog? Now, if it's your own yard your dog is leaving presents on, fine. But if you live in a communal setting, pick up after your damn dog. It's that simple.

Do I sound like a crabby old lady yelling at the neighborhood dogs to "get off my lawn"? Tough. I'm not yet a homeowner; I share the yard. I have respect for where I live and the people who share the space (well, except for my very loud stereo....but I don't do it often....and definitely not too late....and it doesn't stink up the joint...and you don't have to clean it off your shoe!).

My point is just this: if you own a dog, PICK UP AFTER IT. If you walk your dog in the neighborhood, PICK UP AFTER IT. It's easy, it's responsible and if you don't, you may see ME squatting out in your yard one of these dark mornings....kidding....way too cold for that.