The last time I pooped on the beach I sent screaming children scattering. It was a tranquil summer morning and perfect weather for a beach walk. Mom took Lily and me to one of our local spots. I mooched along stopping to sniff and smell at one of the popular rock pools, the ones that the holidaymakers with children flock to. Out of the blue nature just came calling. Much to my Mom’s horror, I proceeded to squat down in the shallow water and launch an aqua turd. There were gasps! Mom was horrified! She had to apologise profusely to the surrounding beach goers, promising to dispose of the offending floater. The brown offending missile was now slowly gliding its way through the waves towards some unsuspecting bathers. Bystanders shook their heads; one woman severely reprimanded my Mom for allowing me to poop in that exact spot. She obviously doesn’t know me very well ‘cause we all know that I am a dog that simply has a mind of my own. Moving 40kgs of squatting dog is just not possible. And quite frankly when a dog’s got to go, a dog’s got to go.
Amongst the busy beach goers all staring daggers and shaking their heads, the realisation suddenly hit home that Mom had no bags! How far will a dog-loving parent go for their fur child? There was a moment when she considered just picking up the soggy poop and shoving it in her pocket. Mom decided that, on this particular Saturday morning, this was not going to be a line she was willing to cross. We had to leave the offending turd, promising to be back. I didn’t understand her hurry but Lily and I were marched/ dragged off. Thankfully, the kind people from UIP provide poop bags along the boardwalk. Hastily grabbing a couple, we returned to the scene of the crime.
Most unfortunately at the same time my stomach was rumbling so, while mom was disposing of the offending package, I decided to help myself to a hotdog that a little girl had been eating. I don’t mean to be naughty but it just seems to come so naturally to me.
All joking aside it certainly isn’t pleasant for beach goers to encounter dog poop while strolling along. Us dogs love to poop out in the open, in the middle of nature. We often mark our territory by lifting our leg and leaving a “pee mail”. Urine amongst dogs is one of our very favourite forms of communication. Let me explain – if your pee is strongest on a certain neighborhood spot at the end of the day, it’s like collecting Stava accolades for humans. Pooping is not as competitive. When dogs poop the pressure against the glands can also excrete a musky scent on their poop. It’s like checking in on Facebook -“I’ve been past here today”.
Although pooping might be a great way to leave a message for our four- legged friends, it really isn’t that hygienic in public spaces. So, what can our humans do?
You can train your dog to pee and poop on command and at specific places. This isn’t really a reality for most of us so we really encourage our humans to carry poop bags with them on walks. These are lightweight and easy to carry. You also get some really cute poop bag dispensers. We really love the eco-friendly biodegradable poop bags that are environmentally friendly. Secondly, you need to make sure your human disposes of the poop package in a suitable bin. If it is a public bin, make sure that the contents are frequently cleared away and not left to rot in the sun. If there is no bin around, take the poop bag home with you and your human can dispose of it in an appropriate manner.
So, to avoid those Pooptastrophe public moments, humans arm yourself with poop bags ‘cause when nature calls, a dog’s got to go!
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