I don’t necessarily want to continue turning this into a public service announcement but it’s certainly turned out that way. This week I want to put the word out there about garbage. Not just anyone’s garbage but yours.
Last week I posted a picture on Facebook of my dog next to a bag of trash. A bag filled with objects like foam, cans, bottles, yogurt containers, pieces of a shredded tire, chip bags, fast food containers, cigarette boxes – you name it, its in there. This all came about after many walks with my dog and the countless moments I had to stop just to take something away from her. Sure, maybe my dog shouldn’t pick it up. Maybe I should just let her get her fill of various types of plastic. But it occurred to me that I could do something about it. If she could pick it up, so could I.
I must have walked by this orange hole-y rag ten times. Every time Rousey (my dog) seen it she’d pounce like a cat and roll down the ditch with it hanging from her mouth. In the beginning I’d take it from her and then I wised up to completely deter her from it by walking way around it. There it laid in the same spot all ten times. Then there were the pieces of a broom head. Oh what fun they were for her and I’m sure the feeling of bristles against the roof of her mouth was glorious! However, once again I’d probably taken each piece from her and thrown it to the wayside. I understand that accidents happen and something may fly out of a vehicle but a lot of this could be prevented.
I’d personally like to thank the person that eats Dannon yogurt, smokes Marlboro Lights, drinks Old Mill, those that frequent Jimmy John’s and the person who throws out the cardboard to their personal pan pizza everyday. Thank you for entertaining my dog. It’s been a real honor. You might be surprised to know that not all, but some of this garbage is now where it belongs. In a trash can.
Oddly enough, even though a human (me) helped in throwing this garbage away, I also taught my dog to assist. My dog is now, partially, capable of throwing away someone else’s garbage. Yet, all the people who roll down their window and toss it to the ground have not yet refined this skill. Perhaps you’re waiting for a treat for doing so? Your treat – keeping your neighborhood clean.
Please don’t litter, no matter where you’re going, I promise there will be a garbage can.