Maybe I have no where else to rant or maybe I do really need to talk about my feelings towards Hong Kong…so here it goes.
We are really lucky to have this nice sidewalk of about 1 block. It’s hidden in the middle of the city which drowns out the noisy cars and people. You can even have the luxury of walking with your arms free and stretched out to your sides like Leo in Titanic without somebody pushing into you.There are beautiful flowers on both sides that the government changes depending on the season.
This sidewalk has transformed into a popular dog destination where locals meet up to let their dogs socialize and play. I can even let my dogs walk around without their leashes!
Like all dog owners, I carry around a spray bottle with water to wash away their urine and plastic bags or newspaper to clean up their poop.
Lately, there has been an increase in left over dog poop and it’s making the non-dog owner locals furious. I can hear aggressive whispers of people blaming the maids, mainland Chinese and even foreigners. Usually I don’t really care because if I step in dog poop…ya, it’s annoying as hell but I just rub my shoe in a patch of grass or wash them off when I get home. Simple as that.
Anyways, some civilian police has been putting up posters around our neighborhood with a picture of a dog pooping and some cantonese I cannot understand. It’s in big red font so I’m assuming they are really angry! They even plastered these posters around our dog sidewalk but some sensible person has taken them down.
When I am alone walking the dogs, I do not feel comfortable. I can feel these vulture eyes watching me. Maybe I am becoming paranoid with this ever growing hostile POOP issue.
Whenever my dogs go poo, I seem to attract a crowd. People always pretend to be doing something else, like talking on their phone or just admiring the scenery but I know they are watching me when I turn my back! I can feel their burning eyes. They are watching me bend down to clean up the dog mess. One time I had a legit circle of people around me,taking pictures, like it was some freak show. Another time I caught a man taking video while I’m cleaning up and he’s looking at me like I’m some filthy animal.
My most traumatic experience was when this lady came up to me, screaming in cantonese and pointing to this dried turd on the ground. I think she assumed it was from my dogs but it was clearly not fresh and I’m pretty sure it was cat shit considering there are lots of stray cats around at night (I guess I’m a poo expert now). This lady would NOT let it go and continued to yell while looking at me like I’m the worst person in the world. Usually I would just kick the damn dried turd into the bush near by to get her off my back but hey, I will admit it, I was fucking scared and I secretly wanted her to be mad. I quickly walked away until I could not hear her shrieks anymore.
Today was my last straw. I recently changed my dogs diet and they are adjusting to the new food which is making them a tiny bit constipated. As my boyfriend and I are walking the dogs, our one dog goes into his poo position. Knowing he will not go poo, we do not rush over to put plastic under his bum. This woman with her child has the nerve to come up to us and say, “Do you know there is dog toilet over there?” In a very rude tone. She is referring to those crappy sand boxes which your dog is suppose to poop in like a cat…I have never, ever, seen anyone use them. I examine her face, she is scared and her lip is quivering but I know she is proud of herself for standing up to her “views”. She is also with her young daughter which makes the situation different. I am so mad, I want to yell at the top of my lungs “LEAVE ME ALLLOOONNEEEEE!!!!!!!!!” I want to become a brat and stomp my feet around. I want to do horrible things to her. I try to calmly say back, “We always clean up after our dogs and this is a dog area, I do not have to explain that to you.” She immediately roles her eyes and makes this snarl like expression with her lip. She did not listen to me and I know she understood me because her English sounded good enough. She repeats herself with a bitchier tone while pointing at my dog and looking over her shoulder to her husband for some reassurance. My ears begin to burn. I am so mad at this situation. I look around us and think, “there are many other dog owners around us, why is she targeting us? why did she not see like 2 seconds ago that I cleaned up after our second dog? Does she not see the water in my hands? Why???…” She shoots us a “winning” smile and begins to walk away. That’s it! I decide to stomp down to her level…I didn’t care! I snap back, “I’m glad you are teaching your child some manners.” There, I did it! Never insult a mother. I know this gesture will hurt her later on. In the end, we both lost. I’m a bitch, shes a bitch.
So…what I guess I’m trying to say is, Just chill out about the dog poop!
Have a great day and give your dog a big hug! :)
Modestly attired Japanese women wade into water to bathe, October 1928.Photograph by Kiyoshi Sakamoto, National Geographic