Landmines: pick up after your dog
HAVE you ever run over a fresh pile of dog doodoo while mowing the lawn?
Luckily I haven't but I've been told it's not a pleasant picture.
Even more so if the 'landmine' doesn't belong to your dog.
I walk both my dogs every morning around the neighbourhood and am constantly dodging left-behind business by other dogs that have walked the same route before me.
I must admit, there are times I have not bagged and tagged, but mostly I can be found bending down and cleaning up after my dogs.
It's not fun, but someone has to do it.
Plus, I always picture a grumpy old man/woman, in their dressing gown with a rolled up newspaper chasing me down the street for letting my dogs 'go' in his/her front yard.
What do you think?
Should everyone pick up after their dogs or should we accept this is a natural occurance and get over it?
And what should be the penalty for those who don't scoop the poop?
Busy bees gather news for the day
THE sun's out, it's a new day, what a great place to be - on the Northern Rivers.
About 9am the newsroom comes alive. The journalists have had their morning coffee and are busily on the phones, lining up interviews for the day which they will later turn into stories that will appear in tomorrow's paper.
Potential front page stories are being discussed with the Chief of Staff and soon he will sit with the Acting Editor to discuss what story will be on tomorrow's front page.
Just a typical morning for us - busy as usually - but there is always a spark of excitement in the air.
Because around here, you never know what's going to happen.
What are you doing today?
Wet change leads to wet floors (May 4)
THERE are puddles outside today from a change in the weather, but I know there will be puddles inside my house when I get home tonight.
You see my two Jack Russells are a little sensitive (and completely spoilt) when it rains, so they don't like going outside.
Even after I rug them up in their matching strawberry designer coats, they just run along the side of the house in the yard, under the awnings and they barely step out onto the grass.
One of my Jacks even squints her eyes when a raindrop falls on her head!
So, of course, when they finally emerged out of bed this morning, they didn't want to go outside to do their business.
It's a good thing I have a lot of tiles in my house.
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