"I am not a good American...I prefer to form my own opinions" - George Carlin
My oldest daughter's high school is in a residential neighborhood. I was parked and waiting for her to get out of school on Friday, when I noticed an older man in a yard of a corner house about a quarter block from my parking place. He had a dog on a leash and the dog was doing that circle thing they do, before they do do. I am not sure why they (dogs) do that round about thing, which usually involves about six or seven complete circles. I suppose it just has to be the exact right spot, which the dog finds with his sniffer.
The man was pulling hard on the dog, but the dog was persistent, and finally squatted. I happen to know that is is not the person who lives in this house...not this guy's yard, that is.
We have a law here that requires dog owners to carry a plastic bag and clean up their dogs poo poo. Sure enough, the guy pulled out a plastic bag. The dog sat contentedly. I looked away for a minute or so, and then back and damn, he was on his knees with the bag. The man was TRYING to do the right thing...clean up his dog's shit from a stranger's yard.
Then I noticed that the dog had not only a leash, but one of those handle things on it's back. The dog was a seeing eye dog! The guy was blind and on his knees groping and trying to find the dog shit!
I thought to myself, JJ, you need to go over there and help the guy...SHEEEEEEEIT...THAT DAMNED CONSCIENCE OF MINE! Maybe the guy had on plastic gloves as well, and wasn't really getting dog shit on his hands. Or maybe the guy had a nose as sensitive as his dog's...I mean, after all, he is blind and the other senses become better honed to compensate for the lack of sight. I mean...he doesn't need me. Seriously.
This was one of those liberal, help your fellow man philosophy moments. Shit or git, as it were. Put up or shut up, JJ.
Fortunately for ol JJ, the guy stood and tied a knot in the bag...grabbed the handle on the dog's back thing, and the dog led him away.
Jesus, if I believed in you I would thank you beJesus, because nothing smells worse than fresh dog dooky...unless it's cat dooky. I had a dog once that liked to eat cat dooky...but that's another tail HARHARHARHARHARHAR!
ADDENDUM: AN IDEA WHOSE TIME HAS COME:
Try putting that contraption on your pit bull, boys and girls!