I've spent enough dollars at the pet shop so they gave me a free gift with purchase -- a little plastic cylinder that holds a roll of plastic poop bags, along with several refills of poop bags. I guess it's the pet shop's version of corporate responsibility -- all that dog food they sold has to come out the other end.
I think I should put it round Roop's neck and send him round to all the irritating dog walkers who never pick up. Look at this charmer, isn't his earnest face more personable and effective than a sign that merely warns you of a fine if you litter?
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