In All Its Forms
Dear Dog Owner,
Hi. It’s me…KEN. So, you own a dog. That’s cool. And I guess owning that dog involved a series of steps, one of which was making the decision to obtain a dog, or at least making a decision to retain a dog upon one being thrust upon you. And at some point prior to making that decision I assume there was at least one step where you weighed the benefits and responsibilities of dog ownership.
Unfortunately, it seems like maybe you didn’t quite weigh the responsibilities of owning a dog in a dense urban environment as much as you should have. I mean, listen, I get it…it’s not like walking around with dog feces in a plastic bag is my idea of a good time either. And, really, I appreciate that you actually picked up your dog’s doo. But while it may take a village to raise a child, it only takes you to take care of your dog…and just because my garbage can is closer to where your dog s**t than yours is, it’s still my garbage can, and I don’t appreciate you throwing your dog’s crap in it.
There’s nothing special about you, buddy. You don’t want to carry poop around? Fine…then I guess you’re not up for dog ownership. That’s the deal.
Sincerely,
KEN
Tags: neighbors, open letter, Seattle