Elaine really hates litterbugs. She gets so mad when she sees trash on the ground or worse yet, sees someone toss something out of a car window. As a dog, my perspective isn’t quite so cut and dried. Yes, I have a deep appreciation for the outdoors. Some of my favorite places are national parks or wilderness areas. Check out the photo below of Echo Lake, my all-time favorite destination. Or Fort Funston, another primo doggie spot. Paws down, the best off-leash dog walking spot in the area.

But the issue of trash is a complicated one. In my mind, there’s good trash and bad trash. Bad trash? Cigarette butts and plastic water bottles are the worst. Hate that stuff. The butts smell bad and those bottles are the scourge of the Earth. But then there’s the good trash . . . like bones. Or French fries. I could go on and on. My favorite local walk is by the neighborhood ball park early Monday morning. After a weekend of baseball games and family pizza parties, the trash is positively delightful! Elaine has to drag me away, muttering words I don’t really understand. But I can tell she’s mad. And she saves her real venom for the people who toss away chicken bones. I know they’re bad for me, downright dangerous, in fact, but I just can’t resist a juicy chicken bone.

I know who butters my biscuit, though, so in the interest of family peace, I’m begging you people, PICK UP YOUR TRASH! Well, maybe just a pizza crust or a small little bone will be okay.

blog action day, Socially Responsible Dogs

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