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The temperature in Cleveland frequently reaches far below freezing.  When I let my fat little bulldog (pictured) out to do her business at 6:00 in the morning, or at 11:00 in the evening, it is too easy for me to just tap her on the rear, direct her to my snow-filled backyard, and watch from the warmth of my home as she delivers her steamy goods to the frosty canvas. Then, I think to myself that I will just pick the poop up later, because it is just too damn uncomfortable for me to trounce out into the cold, dark winter to clean up that mess.

Disgusting, right? Don’t be so quick to judge, though. I know I am not alone.  I have seen statistics that show almost 50% of Americans do this to a varying degree. Why? Because we are lazy. And, if you live in a climate like I do, you hate the cold.  The Park Catalog has a good article about dog poop.  Click here to read it.

Is it really a big deal, though?  After all, it is just a little pile of dog crap.  The answer, I have found, is that yes, it is a very big deal.  I am not going to elaborate on the research (how would you like that job, by the way?), but what I have found makes me feel horrible about the remains that I have too often left behind to dissolve into the ground.  What is more, it is not just ONE pile of crap.  It is countless people leaving countless piles of toxic feces every single day.  These piles dissolve their destructive ways into our precious freshwater. So yes, it is a problem. It is a seldom discussed problem that needs some serious attention.

If you are interested in learning more about this widespread problem, I found a nice brochure from the great state of Rhode Island that describes the negative effects of dog poop on our society, and what you can do to ensure you are not contributing more to the problem.  You can view this brochure here.

No joke, as I am writing this, my sweet Stella is sitting near the back door awaiting her escort into the frigid, late evening air that hovers over the Ohio sky.  I, on the other hand, am sitting by a fire in my shorts and t-shirt.  Damn it.  I guess I better go put on my boots and grab my baggy.

Bombs away!


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