good lord reminds me of an inceident where my dads neighbor let his mutt run loose and crap anywhere and everywhere.
my dad asked him to do something about it.
he continued to let his dog crap everywhere.
come this day my dad had enough, when he saw it on his front stairs.
he went in the house and grabbed a plastic bag, and picked up the poop, walked into the guys house and plopped it onto the front of his doorway.
knocked on the door and yelled something at him.
poof.......all doogie poop problems gone
he's knuts and i'm right behind him. genetics!