Walking the old man (i.e. our rescue mutt) down the street and their is this older women who will literally run from her front porch to avoid having to say, “hello” or give you a simple wave. This is normal in the “friendly” south eastern part of the USA.
*side bar – give me any street in NYC or Philly or Boston for friendly people*.
Anyway, walking the dog and he gets to her mailbox, where she has this little metal blue dog yard statue that is a dog taking a dump with the words, “No!”. Which I could understand if no-one policed their dogs, but everyone carries poop bags and pick-up after their dogs. So today, this happened:
I could have been a happier with Sparky! Good Boy! (the wife was not amused, but I was laughing while taking the picture).