decadent defecation destination
If you buy an Australian Shepherd, part of your daily rhythm is walking that forever fully charged battery of an animal. And walk the Aussie I do! Everyday Oliver and I make our way through downtown Spokane and some of the proximal neighborhoods. And everyday I play witness to the most curious of pee and poop locales.
Oliver has determined that the most decadent of defecation destinations is the middle of a busy intersection. Especially when his leash bearer and poop caddy, Mike, makes an attempt at jaywalking. On multiple occasions I have been honked at laughed at pointed at jeered and cursed at as I hold up traffic while picking up my dogs poop.
What is freedom? If not pooping precisely at a place of complete inconvenience for everyone else?
There are many things to love about a dog. And many other things to cause you to question why in the world you play slave to the furry creature. But perhaps the bridge between these two lands is an undeniable appreciation and simultaneous jealousy toward their ability to be exactly what and who they are.