I really like living five minutes from the dog park. I really hate my neighbors though. Again, I saw chicken bones on the sidewalk. Who the fuck eats chicken on the street? And then can’t be bothered to throw away their garbage?
Normally, I wouldn’t care so much, but Walter tries to eat them. Since cooked chicken bones are dangerous, I have to make sure I spot them before he does. On the bright side, he’s stopped trying to eat feces. Even though he ignores it, it’s still disgusting to see when taking a walk.
In Brno, people didn’t pick up after their dogs, but they never had their dogs crapping on the sidewalk.
In West LA and Silver Lake, I never saw dog shit on the sidewalk.
Fucking Culver City.
People I meet at the dog park tell me they experience the same thing here. They’ve never seen so much dog shit in public before. We have to be careful just walking from the parking lot to the park. Sick.
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