If I could erect a massive sign saying Poop Not, You Dog! I would, but it is forbidden by Chapter One – Section 1.05A, LMOA Covenants, Restrictions and Reservations From Statements of Subdivision #10.
To guard against such fetid feces dropping on my lawn, I’ve called upon a screaming banshee to sit astride my mailbox to wail at a pitch only your dog can hear. Though she may appear as a crow she may also be unseen by you, you dog-walker, you, but not unnoticed by your canine defecator. So carry that poopy purse for all your collected scat or suffer the outrage of a keening banshee. She’s always watching.
