Poo problems

There was a time that a big blonde dog did a lot of shitting in front of my house. I did not appreciate that. Neither did Dilwyn, the manager of Neuadd Ogwen. I once caught sight of dog and owner in the act (hence knowing it was blonde), but I saw that from the office, and I had to run downstairs to run out of the house to confront them. Of course, the front door was locked, and the key was in the kitchen, another flight of stairs down. By the time I got out of the house there was no trace of them. So I never confronted them. But then they suddenly stopped coming.

Then, shitting dogs came back. This time it was a young lad who would come from the car park, walk a dog that looked a bit like a Shiba Inu, let it shit in front of my house, pick up the shit, and then only minutes later come back with a much more short-haired dog, with which he did the same. He did pick up the shit, but he never got all of it. And I had the strong suspicion he would throw the shit in my bin. It is not a public bin.

I do understand; it's better in a bin than right by my front door. As this is not a dog walking area, there are no dedicated dog poo bins. But I don't produce much non-recyclable waste, so my bin doesn't get emptied very often. If it's once a year it's much! So I don't want endless dog poo bags accumulating in there. Imagine the smell. 

I spoke with Dilwyn and he wasn't happy either. There was a lot of dog shit residue right by the loading bay of the Neuadd. He didn't find that very inviting for his visiting bands.

Then one day, when Neil was busy painting in the garden, I saw the young lad approach again, and I went out of the house to kindly ask him if he could perhaps go somewhere else. If he would just walk in the other direction from the car park he would end up in some woodland. If you take the dogs off the path then they shit away from where anyone goes. And the woodland has dog poo bins. Wouldn't that be a better idea than to piss off both me and Dilwyn? And loads of bands?

As my unfounded assumption was that he was local, I asked him in Welsh if I should speak Welsh or English to him. He had no idea what I was talking about. Then I asked him the same thing in English, and he preferred English. I said that I had noticed him letting his dogs poo in right in front of my house all the time, and that I knew he picked up the shit, which I appreciated, but that he never got it all, in I didn't like that much residue straight by my front door. He was very apologetic and said he would go somewhere else. He was so much more timid than I would have expected! This is Bethesda, after all. You might get a lot more assertive response from a young lad with a big dog.

Since I spoke to him, I indeed haven't seen him. I think he meant it when he said he would go somewhere else. I didn't think it was going to be this easy!

I am not taking anything for granted, though. The previous time it didn't take long for one supply of shit to be replaced by another. But I hope that there will be a bit of a quiet period now. I don't have a dog and I don't want to live can a dog poo landscape!