This is my dog, Spike.
Isn't he cute?
Today I took Spike for a 2 mile walk. It was so lovely. I had my music, I picked up his poop...it was great.
And then I saw it.
This small little Krystal's burger box.
What the hell, people? Why do you litter? Why can't you find a trash can? I found a trash can for my bag o' dog poop.
So ridiculous.
So, I've decided, once I get my loan disbursement, to spend $10-$25 buying one of those trash pickers. And whenever I walk Spike (which I'm resolving to do more often) I will pick up trash along the way.
Peace,
Mrs. H
