Yesterday was a wet day (but it wasn’t pouring). I went round to a friend’s for a coffee and on the way back I noticed that the entire pavement was smeared with dog shit – clearly people have trod in it by accident. Now, I love dogs. LOVE THEM. But I wish all the owners picked up after them.
At one point, some dude clearly noticed that I was doing a peculiar weave / dance over the pavement in order to avoid it so I stopped to tell him that there was a load of dog shit all over the pavement. Then it was clear that he hadn’t been paying attention to me whatsoever and I was therefore a madwoman who walks up to random strangers to tell them about dog shit. I hope I don’t meet him again.