rants and observations

It’s ironic that the only discarded election sign I found littering our city was for the Green Party.

I give up. What’s the sense of picking up your dog’s poop then throwing the bag containing the poop back on the ground, leaving it there for someone else to carry to the nearest garbage receptacle?

For the first time since moving to my neighbourhood five years ago I heard my neighbours fighting. As I walked my dog up our street I could hear shrieks and screams coming from a house just a few doors down from mine. All couples have disagreements, some more vocal than others but this didn’t sound like a simple disagreement. This was flat out screaming, wailing and shouting.

My good buddy Benjamin and I went for our usual morning walk last week and came across a new neighbour.