I took Lucy for a walk in the park this morning. All good, except I forgot to bring a poop bag. And of course, she pooped. As soon as she finished her business, I set off in search of a bag (the park has a station with poop bags, but it was a ways from where she dropped her load).
This guy turns to me and yells "YOU'RE NOT LEAVING THAT THERE ARE YOU!?".
Calm down, David. I had no intention of doing so. And did indeed return to scoop the poop. I realize he didn't know I was a good person who would NEVER leave dog shit in the park. But still, geez. Do I look like a scofflaw??
PS I managed to get the Gentle Leader on Lulu! No ripped off bwoken arm! Just hurt feelings thanks to Poop Nazi.