|it’s bad round our way at the moment|
If you’re a regular reader of the blog, you’ll know that two things that get my goat are cyclists on pavements* and people not cleaning up after their dogs. I regularly harangue people in public for both these crimes. Yesterday I decided on the spur of the moment to do something different.
On my walk home, I saw a chap clearing up after his dog, and I walked over with an “excuse me”. I saw him tense, and expected an earful because he was actually clearing up, and doing the responsible thing. But I wasn’t intending to complain, I actually said thanks to him for being a responsible dog owner and respecting other people.
He relaxed and we had a good old chinwag as I walked the rest of the way home. He said it annoys him that parts of the estate are covered in dog poo, which made me reassess my views on dog owners. I’d subconsciously assumed they were all in it together, on some sort of rota of evilness or something. It’s a view built up by seeing marauding gangs of geriatrics in the park talking as their dogs crap everywhere.
I’ll be nodding a hello to Gary the Cabbie whenever I see him around the estate from now on.
*or more accurately assuming that ringing their bell maniacally allows them to almost run me over.