In article >,
"Doug Kanter" > wrote:

> "OmManiPadmeOmelet" > wrote in message
> ...
> > In article >,
> > "Doug Kanter" > wrote:
> >
> >> "Nancy Young" > wrote in message
> >> ...
> >> >
> >> > "Doug Kanter" > wrote
> >> >
> >> >> I wish I could use them, but I have a corner lot. Anything like that
> >> >> would have to be 8 feet in from the curb to comply with the law. That
> >> >> leaves 8 feet of open territory for the dog criminals and their filthy
> >> >> vermin.
> >> >
> >> > I wish I could remember what was on a sign at the edge of someone's
> >> > lawn ... it was funny. It was curb height, and whatever it said,
> >> > obviously
> >> > there was a 'turf war' so to speak, just as you describe.
> >> >
> >> > Blows my mind, you get a dog, you walk it on your own property,
> >> > when did it become my problem. Jerks. Few times, this Weimeraner
> >> > (sp) was all over my lawn, and right up to my front door! Excuse me!
> >> > This guy was walking down the street, this was his idea of walking his
> >> > dog. Crapped all over my lawn.
> >> >
> >> > Well, this guy is lucky I wasn't dressed for company, one day I was
> >> > looking out the side door, someone had left the gate open, the dog
> >> > was IN MY YARD. Two steps out the door, I would have shut the
> >> > gate and trapped the dog, mrwalkshisdogonotherpeoplesgrass would
> >> > have had to come get it. And hear it from me. And get THE LOOK.
> >> >
> >> > I just thought of a funny story, this guy I worked with was extremely
> >> > heated under the collar about this subject. You did *not* want to
> >> > mess with his kids. One day his little daughter picked up a dog turd
> >> > from his lawn. Actual heat came off him telling me the story, he was
> >> > infuriated.
> >> >
> >> > Now, I'm sorry to say this, I did have a picture of my dog ... well, we
> >> > called it 'AG has a cramp in her leg' (laugh), she had assumed the
> >> > position. Ron snapped a picture. I brought it in and, with a yellow
> >> > postit, I cut it into a shape (you know, like no smoking, whatever)
> >> > and stuck it on and left it on his desk.
> >> >
> >> > Everyone thought it was hilarious. Mr. ****ed Off was still too mad
> >> > the next day to even crack a smile. No pun intended.
> >> >
> >> > nancy
> >> >
> >> >
> >>
> >> Glad to hear I'm not the only one who gets up in arms about this. I've
> >> done
> >> a few interesting things in the past. Had a stray dog that crapped all
> >> over
> >> the yard. Spoke (nicely) to the owner, but just once, which is my limit.
> >> She
> >> said "Oh...my dog doesn't get off the property". I explained that I
> >> followed
> >> it to her house. It didn't work. Later, I noticed a lovely yellow
> >> Corvette
> >> parked there, which turned out to be her son's, who had moved back in
> >> with
> >> mommy. Next time the dog visited my yard, I returned it to her house. Or,
> >> to
> >> her son's car, to be precise. Jammed it down into the vent intakes by the
> >> windshield, and into the driver's side door handle.
> >>
> >> Never saw the dog again.
> >>
> >>
> >
> > I presume you mean you did that with the poop, not the dog? ;-)
>
> Correct. And, the disposable cardboard spatula was quite innovative.
>
> On another occasion, I brought a dog owner a picture taken in Montauk, L.I.,
> at a time when some fishermen would hang shark heads on telephone poles
> around marinas. I suggested that this might happen to dogs, too, if they
> were unlucky enough to get caught. Obviously, I was REALLY ****ed off. The
> cops showed up at my door two hours later, but apparently, it's not illegal
> to say horrible things to dog owners, so all they could do was bitch at me.
>
>

;-)
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Om.

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