So, the sun is shining gloriously today after yesterday’s snow dump. The ice is still pretty treacherous though. But that didn’t keep me from my appointed rounds early this morning as neighborhood snoopervisor.
And I found a curious thing. Pee. Right at the end of my walkway. On the sleeping pansies under the blanket of crusty snow and ice pellets. Along with traces of a back-foot shuffle. The kind you do after you pee.
But it wasn’t my pee. It was somebody else’s.
Now, I ask you. Why would one of my canine compadre’s peeps let them do that on my pansies? It’s not as if it’s “public” grounds. You know, the kind where you cock a leg on the fringes of somebody else’s yard (grass – not bushes). That kind is OK to me, but the peeps don’t really like it so much when I do that.
No, my friends. This infraction of the pee rules was a little much for me. I didn’t like it. The peeps didn’t either.
Remember: I’ve got my eye on you. Whoever you are. Because yellow snow doesn’t lie.
What You Learned Today:
- You can spot pee in snow a mile away.
- Don’t pee in my flower borders along my sidewalk. Please.
- I don’t pee on yours, why should you pee on mine?
- Oh dear. Some peeps just aren’t as considerate as mine.
- OH… And don’t forget about my Barkday Pawty with Ranger:
- Get the pawty details here. You won’t want to miss it! Fortunately, I don’t think there will be any yellow snow there, so you can pee where you want! Just kidding….always pee responsibly.
Stuart – you crack me up. I await your blog for my daily smile/chuckle.
You are so right though – it takes all kinds huh? Perhaps this interloper was raised by wolves (not that wolves are bad…).
No, it’s the wolf pack leaders who are bad. Glad to make you smile!
You are SO right about that!
I agree with you, Stuart. I find unwanted peemails everyday in front of my crib. That’s a special kind of spam I think. We need a spamblocker :o)
OH…how about something that sends a slight shock? Yeah. That’s it.
we that just broke the doggy rule of etiquette we saw – don’t pee of peeps flowers – they don’t like it !
Yeah, my peeps don’t either.
Worse is the brown snow on your place. Stuart, you need to chill. Whoops, bad choice of words right now.
OH…..a brown package to accompany the pee mail. Not pretty.
snow does not slow me down either. We have at least 4ft. of snow and more coming..
You have 4 feet of snow? How do you walk through that stuff???
dad plows first. Or I plow through no problem I am tall 😀
I’m not. Tee hee!
Although we do not have snow, we find it offensive to step into squishy piles left on our property. Mom always walks with a bag to pick up our presents. Not many others do.
Sad isn’t it?
Are you sure it wasn’t just a pee-mail? A message for you?
XXXOOO Bella & Roxy
Actually, no. I’m not. But, really, it wasn’t nice. Oh my.
This is the most informative and funniest PSA ever! I don’t know what snow is, but I make sure I only go where it is socially acceptable.
You’re a good soul!
All this potty talk just has me ROFLing. I love it! I make sure during my walk that I do my business, you know the kind you bag, in the same spot each time, close to the curb. It makes my humans laugh, but you know us doggies have our habits! And, the best part is, that my human has to carry my poop with us on the rest of the loooooooooooong walk. Hehehehe…..I think it’s kinda funny. All humans should HELP their doggies obey the potty laws. No flowerbeds, bushes and NEVER leave your business for someone else to deal with!
Cheers to good doggy potty etiquette…..
Toby and Banks
We need to go on a potty walk together. Us buds. Banks, too, OK.
We must confess that we have left a piddle or two outside our own yard, but only when we absolutely could not hold it when on a long walk. We never have soiled a flower plot or place it would be seen. My Mom picks up our brown presents faithfully. But we do see others who have not picked up after themselves which we find quite rude.
How rude to be in your yard! And on da flowers too! Double rude!
UH oh! Intruder alert! How could someone despoil YOUR pansies! How rude
Oh my – how inconsiderate. That’s your yard and only there for your adventures. How dare them to enter and leave yellow snow. What are they going to do next? XOXO – Bacon