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at the local pond, where they don't give us a trash can, when I set the biodegradable poop bag on top of my car while I loaded the 2 dogs and their toys in to the back. And I forgot to get the poop bag.

As I was headed home, I happened to look in the rear view mirror at just the right moment, to see a green bag go flying down and splat onto the road. I'm ashamed to admit I didn't pull over and go searching for it. I'm just relieved there were no cars behind me either to witness or catch the bag in the windshield.

or like you said, cars nearby. As they say, "this may end badly."

It's road rage from the big shiny SUVs and the pickups out of deliverance that scare me half to death

Worse than dog pooh, if you ask me.

I stopped visiting Walden's Pond when they started busing city-folk out for a day in the "country." The mother's turned it into a smelly toxic waste septic tank pretending to be pioneer moms by rinsing their babies' diapers in the pond. Probably hundreds per day.

I can't tell you how many people leave dog shit in other people's (private) trash cans around here (including mine) and it drives me nuts (after the garbage man picks it up).

I thank local dog owners who scoop my yard. I call them good doggie moms/dads, and they appreciate someone appreciating it. I find positive reinforcement very helpful in such cases.

Fortunately, the one old lady who never scooped finally died or something. Now, my yard is poop-free!