BBS: So what’s the big deal, anyway? Why is it so important that people pick up after their dogs??
CL: Picking up after your dog(s) is a big deal. First of all, in most states it's already law and if you get caught you can face a fine of $50 - $250 and up. Not to mention it's the neighborly thing to do. Nobody wants poo on their shoes. I've read that nearly two decades ago, the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) classified pet waste as a dangerous pollutant in the same category as toxic chemicals and oil. You may not live near water, but un-scooped poop from your yard is carried by overland water flow or is washed into storm drains, ending up in far away streams, rivers and ground water.
BBS: Why do people have such a hard time with dog poop and how do you think we can we reduce this aversion to picking it up!? (Besides, of course, awesome poop songs and swag.)
CL: Most people do pick up after their dog(s.) It's just a few that don't. Most likely if you are out walking and you see more than one pile left behind it's from the same non-picker-upper (same person, different day/poop.) One sure way to make people pick up after their dog(s) would be DNA testing. It's getting bigger every year. HOA's and apartments/property management companies are signing up for this service to catch non-picker-uppers. On the market today we have so many tools to help us pick up that poop. There should not be excuses. I even talked with a lady that could not understand why people can't pick up. She said, "If I can do it blind, everyone should be able to do it one way or another!" Now I know my "poo" songs won't change the world overnight or be as popular as Lady Gaga or Taylor Swift. Just remember it's to help raise funds for dog rescue groups, and might get a few more people to pick up that poop.
BBS: Well we are definitely cheering you on!! How about we say goodbye by exchanging our strangest poop story! We had a dog client who was regularly eating (and eliminating …) his owner’s cash money - sometimes big bills! Your turn.
CL: Story time. I was walking Gus with my mother. I usually keep the leash short when we walk by this hill full of ivy, but this time we were talking and I forgot. Well Gus just had to do his business. He went up the hill as far as the leash would let him. Mom looked at me and said, “Just leave it. Everyone else does. If you go up there you will end up stepping in dog poop.” Well I had to pick it up. Not only do I own PickUpThatPoop.com but I was wearing one of my walking yard sign t-shirts. As I was heading up the hill, mom said something to me and as I turned around, my shoes got tangled up in the ivy and down I went, still looking for the pile of dog poop. I could not find it … oh, I found it alright … on the backside of my shorts. Lets just say after that we don't walk pass the hill with ivy anymore!