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Post by happytraveller on Feb 24, 2009 7:16:09 GMT
Dog owners: What do you do after your doggie has left a little surprise on the street ?
In my country, we've got the Robidog system. There are Robidog bins every kilometer or so, the bins provide brown plastic bags (bio degradable ones) So we always have a bag tied around the lead. We pick the little surprise up with the bag, drop it in the next Robidog bin and take a new bag. Since this has been introduced (maybe 20 years ago) there's not much dog poo on the streets anymore, thankfully.
I have seen this bins more and more in France too.
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Post by bixaorellana on Feb 24, 2009 7:19:22 GMT
*person living in Mexico rolls around on the poop-strewn road, laughing hysterically*
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Post by happytraveller on Feb 24, 2009 7:40:18 GMT
Hahaha bixa ! I once had a funny experience in Corsica. We parked the car in the city, got the dog out and first thing she did was a huge shit on the only tiny patch of grass near by. Next to the grassy patch there were 3 old corsican men sitting on a bench, watching us and starting to complain. I didn't say anything but pulled out my bag, picked the poo up and dropped it in the closest bin. Then I walked past the 3 old guys who were clapping, and I bowed. They thought it was hilarious ! And my hubby, who is an Aussie, said to them: "nous sommes suisses" (we're swiss)
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Post by bixaorellana on Feb 24, 2009 8:01:49 GMT
This is not really about picking up poop, but ................
In the mid-eighties I had to move to Wilmington, NC from Louisiana. My husband had gone on ahead because of his job, so it was up to me to get all our stuff into the U-Haul & drive across the US with our two little dogs.
Well, the male dog always wanted to either drive or get out of the car while it was moving, so he could do that doggy whining thing for hours. And the girl dog was sometimes okay, and sometimes freaked out by god knows what. Thus, I decided it was a good idea to tranquilize them. Got the stuff from the vet & gave it to them the day I pulled out.
The scene: I'm getting the last few things into the back of the truck, helped by my uncle and grandmother. The female dog is in the empty dining room barking at something only she could see, and the male dog is outside trying to piss against the truck tire, but was so loaded he had to do like the horse in Cat Ballou and lean against the tire & piss away from it.
So we take off. The truck is a complete beast with a bad clutch. Somewhere in Mississippi I pull over to one of those trucker stops just off the highway -- the kind with no facilities. There were some woods there, & I thought it would be nice to let the dogs run a little & do their business.
When I was ready to take off again, I called the dogs but only the boy dog came. I walk into the woods & find the girl dog luxuriously rolling, moaning with pleasure, on the biggest turd I ever saw in my life. I swear, it was about the size of my forearm. Appalled, I raised my eyes and prayed, "please god don't let that be human feces!"
Crap! I get her back to the truck, put on her leash & attach her to the door. Then I dug around for some water, of which there wasn't nearly enough to get the stuff off her. There was a guy parked in a truck in front of me so I went & asked him if he had any water. He said, "no ma'am, but I do have a beer -- it's not real cold but you're welcome to it."
I explained to him what happened & why I needed water. He thought a moment & said, "my advice is: take the beer, drink it, and leave the dog here."
Tempting, but of course I couldn't do that, so got back on the road with La Stinka in the cab with me. Much later, well after dark, I stopped for the night at a motel, smuggled them both in, & finally managed to get the girl dog clean.
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Post by happytraveller on Feb 24, 2009 8:11:06 GMT
LOL !
For a moment I was worried that the truck driver would confess that he had been in the woods before...
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Post by palesa on Feb 24, 2009 8:43:17 GMT
South Africa is not very dog friendly, there are only a few dog friendly accommodation establishments around.
Bix, my Bonnie, the cutest little black dog you have ever seen??? Loves to eat human poo, and poor Zonker gets to deal with it because I start hurling.
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Post by bixaorellana on Feb 24, 2009 8:46:00 GMT
you mean like I just did?!
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Post by happytraveller on Feb 24, 2009 9:02:01 GMT
My uncle once told me that when they were travelling in Yugoslavia (yes, quite some years ago) their St. Bernhard dog run off and came back all slimy and stinky... my uncle went to have a look and found out that the dog was rolling in a dead half rotten cow.
No, they didn't have any water and yes, they were in the middle of nowhere and had to put the dog in the car the way he was.
Ewwwwww....
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2009 11:06:53 GMT
After too many years (maybe a century) of benign neglect, the French are finally learning to pick up after their dogs. Another 10 years and the sidewalks might actually become clean again.
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