Cleaning up after your pets everyday makes it easier
Dear Editor, Poop. It happens. A natural occurrence. But what we do with it -- that’s another matter.
My dog - well he doesn't clean up after himself. I’ve heard that you can train cats to use a toilet. Don’t think I will even try that technique with my golden retriever.
So it is left to me. There are a few methods. Some work better than others.
There’s the walk routine. Simple plastic bag. The lavender scented biodegradable ones are my favourite. You simply pick up after the dog while on your daily outing. Remember to take at least two bags, preferably three. It’s that third opportunity to clean up that I’m often not prepared for.
Then there’s the daily yard routine. It seems that even when you think the dog is pooped out there is always another deposit to take care of. The daily routine only takes a moment. However, mastering this technique is not as easy as one would think. “It’s only one little bit.” “Not too smelly.” “No one’s coming over.” “It can wait until tomorrow.”
That’s where the regular yard routine kicks in. During grass cutting season it has to be dealt with before mowing. It’s a good reminder that the daily routine would have been better. You’re bound to miss something. The grass grows longer. The product may be softer from the evening rain that went through the night before. It can get a little messy and occasionally - you step in it...
The regular yard routine is also recommended in the winter. A fresh blanket of snow is less beautiful when the landscape is dotted with my dog’s waste. On the other hand -- a fresh blanket of snow can hide the remains, allowing me to put off the regular routine a little longer.
Then it comes. The sun shines brighter in the sky. The birds are singing. The days are longer. The snow disappears.
And there it is.
A yard full of the expensive pet food now needs to be picked up and put in the garbage bin. Today, I had a choice to make. The ground was clear of snow making it easy to do my rounds. The air was cool and the deposits still frozen yet not stuck in ice. I started with one garbage bag. I picked and plucked the yard until the bag was heavy with poop. Not done yet.
The snow was starting to fall. Should I continue? “I’m not in shape.” I think to myself. “Even picking up poop is making my thighs burn!” “It will be there tomorrow.” I say. Yes it will. Under another foot of snow that is being predicted! So I carry on. Another bag filled up bit by bit. I focus on the immediate. Next one, one more, there’s another. Until I straighten my back to survey the yard. Mission accomplished.
I am so glad I persevered. It looks so clean and now the white blanket of snow will not be masking the waste but offering a fresh covering. I know there is nothing waiting for me.
Except the inevitable.
Linda Ray, Airdrie