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The car doesn't bother me but the dog crapping on my property has got to stop.
Aren't christmas presents great? :)
So first thing we did was to get some screwdrivers, open the enclosure of the little noise makers and stuff in some cotton wool to absorb the noise a little.
Not surprising most young people nowadays are virtually deaf...
I already wrote some complaint emails to the manufacturers.
Somebody brings their dog to crap on our property just outside my garage door most days ..I remember when we came to the place the first time a few months back ..an old woman with a little white cairn terrier which was doing just that right there ..I said nothing as we were not sure we would take the place ..
I figured since then that out of pure respect she would take the dog elsewhere ..apparently she needs that I go and find her or lie in wait ( happens ..I presume around 8.00 am or so )..I'm not "matinal" ..so discover it about 9.30 or 10.00 usually by walking in it as I go out to the garden via the garage ..
Some people..
plus we live in the country so so there are plenty of alternative spots she could drag her pooch to
My 6 month old nephew got a lot of nice presents. All of them making a hell of a noise. My ears are still resounding.
My GF is always buying her dog toys that squeak. It drives me nuts. She thinks it's cute, I think it's annoying. Confession... sometimes I'll just hide them and everyone (her and the dog) won't notice them missing. :) Disabling the squeaking mechanisim might work too. Of course, I'd fess up about it if asked.
I have a metal detector. It's not new or advanced. It's a toy I bought for myself years ago that eventually became another toy I don't play with.
In most public places, I usually just found a bunch of crap. I don't know if that's productive or not, since digging up a piece of junk metal buried 4 inches into the ground might not really help anything or anyone.
I've found some interesting relics by metal detecting private property that has been in use for a hundred years or more. Around really old trees is a good spot to look, because that's where people used to hang out before AC became rather common. I eventually ran out of places to look for stuff. I have some new ones now, so maybe I should dust that thing off.
OTOH, there are at least 2 quarters that have been sitting on my driveway for 2 months or more, and I've never bothered to pick them up. Maybe metal detecting isn't for me anymore. Or, maybe they're just a regular quarter and I get no rush for thinking it might be something more exciting while I'm digging.
I don't ever remember finding dog crap while metal detecting. :) Lucky me, I guess.
The car doesn't bother me but the dog crapping on my property has got to stop.
lawman, you are too much, lol! Think of it as free fertilizer. ;)
You are a perfect moderator for Foo!
I don't ever remember finding dog crap while metal detecting. :) Lucky me, I guess.
anaemic dog ;)...needs more meat or nails in diet.
This has been going on for years. We've been living here since 2000, and she was doing it then. Other people here who have been in this building longer say she was doing it when they moved in, too.
She doesn't stick around. She just comes over, throws several loaves of bread all over the place, then waddles back home.
Why is she intent on attracting the entire city's population of squirrels to out parking lot every morning? Who wants squirrels all over a parking lot? Only once have I seen one hit by a car (I didn't witness the hit-and-run, it may have been an accident but I'm not so sure).
And what else happens when you get hundreds of pigeons and geese and ducks and finches and cardinals and whatever else all congregating in one place? piles and piles of fowl excrement. (pun intended)
Our car, parked about 30 feet away from this morning ritual, is always covered in little lumpy dungbombs, sticking to the car in chunky droppings and dripping their white and green effluvia down the surface of the car until the morning sun bakes it on like some kind of evil enamel paint.
Rarely does a day go by when our car doesn't have 2-3 new little runny friends stuck to it. We wash the car regularly, but those weeks when we don't have the time, you can identify our car at the mall by its unusual spotty texture of avian fecal deposits.
And... the squirrels. Don't get me started about the squirrels. They run around jumping everywhere holding big chunks of bread in their teeth. You have to chase them away. Along with the daily droppings, I also find soggy bread stuck to my windshield a few times a week, dropped there by a stupid rodent.
