All year long the Sweet Gum trees drop these horrible, spiny, rolly polly, itchy balls. They never seem to stop, but they are worse in the spring and fall. We don’t have any on our property, but everyone else does, so we might as well. They litter the roads, the driveways, and the gardens.
Everywhere, and I mean everywhere you walk or look are these icky brown balls. The dogs jump when they step on them and Mom has fallen flat on the ground by stepping on one.
The Sweet Gum is anything but! I really don’t know any human that eats the spiny fruit but I hear that it is sour. And even after the seeds disperse the little brown balls just keep their shape and hang on the tree throughout the winter months.
A positive side of this tree is the beautiful color it gives us in the fall and the fact that the goldfinches, purple finches, squirrels, and chipmunks eat the seeds. I understand that it is the most important hardwood in the southeastern United States (where we live), but that doesn’t mean we like them. No, not at all.
Louise says OUCH!
Do you have a tree or bush you hate where you live? What is it?
Just the other day I posted about how people need to not let their dogs approach other dogs on leash, even if they ‘think’ their dog is friendly. There is a good reason for that! Not every dog is friendly or wants to meet you. So, what do you do when your neighbor won’t put their dog on a leash at all and it runs at you and your reactive dog on leash?
Yesterday my dog walker, Rachel, came in all shaken up after taking Louise for her morning walk. As you know, Lulu is nervous and leash reactive. There is a lady in my neighborhood who never walks her beautiful white golden retriever on leash. This dog, Carmel, runs all over lawns and poops wherever it wants. I have watched this for years (and it has always ticked me off – but that is for another blog). Usually, if I am walking the dogs and I see this dog (or any dog except one we know) coming, I turn around and go another way.
Rachel was having a nice walk with Louise but then bounding out of someone’s yard from behind some bushes comes Carmel. Straight toward Rachel and Louise.
The owner was several yards away paying no attention to her ‘at-large’ animal. Rachel yelled at the dog to stop and placed herself between Louise and this approaching train.
Whether Carmel is friendly or not does not matter. No animal should be allowed to menace my dog walker, my dog, or me. The owner finally called her dog but not after it was right up on Rachel. If Louise had bitten that dog, it would be Louise they take away. Rachel is a wonderful dog walker (Simplifido is her company) and she takes protection of the dogs in her care very seriously. Seriously enough that she put herself between Louise and the approaching dog to protect Lulu. Rachel yelled at the lady to have her dog on leash and that it was the law, but I don’t think the lady cared. Rachel said she did not hear an apology or anything from the woman.
Now here is my question to you, dog lovers and blog friends:
(1) Should I talk to this lady about the situation? I met her once about 15 years ago (she lives about 20 houses away). I see her in the street with the dog often but always keep my distance, for obvious reasons. Not knowing her personally, this would definitely be an uncomfortable situation. Sadly, I doubt she would care or change her behavior even if I talked to her. (But, I was thinking of doing this.)
(2) Do I file a complaint with animal control? The county doesn’t make filing a complaint easy. I would have to send a notarized affidavit of complaint to the county. They will, upon verification and at their discretion, send a notice to the alleged offending owner. This lady could ignore that notice, since county animal control is never around the neighborhood to see. (Rachel thought this might be a good idea if I took pictures of the dog running loose.)
(3) Do I write a letter to the lady myself? This feels kind of like a cowards way out but it would let me express how unsafe letting her dog run loose is. Though it has not happened to her yet, the chance of her dog getting bit, or worse, might scare her into leashing her dog (NOT!). (My sister thought this was the way to go. Safer for me and still expressing my concerns.)
(4) Do I post an open letter in the Community Newsletter? This would be cathartic for me, but I don’t know if anyone, besides me and the people that write it, reads the email from the neighborhood association.
(5) Do I do nothing? Carmel is old (maybe 14 or so) and will probably die in the next year or so (I know that is a terrible way to think). The problem will ultimately solve itself, so why bother. (My spouse’s non-confrontational method.)
(6) Here is Nine’s answer:
I’ve included a link to an informative article on dealing-with-off-leash-dogs. When I read stuff like this at least I don’t feel like I am the only person going through this. I don’t mind turning around to avoid other dogs, but it is so hard when pet owners are clueless of what that action means and just keep walking toward us. And worst, of course, is when they have a loose dog.
Years ago I was a clueless pet owner too. My first few dogs were docile and easy going. Like most people, I had no reason to think about unfriendly, anxious, or aggressive dogs. I had never heard or experienced reactive dog issues. Education is key. We need to help people understand that in a community setting, dogs need to be leashed and kept at a distance unless otherwise discussed.
Mom wanted to take a picture of herself dressed up to go out to dinner. She thought maybe if she used the mirror in the hall, the self portrait wouldn’t look as stilted as when she does the camera selfie thing. We thought it would be a good idea to help her. Especially, since she was wearing black and I love to shed on any black clothes I can find (rub rub rub). We think Mom should take more selfies with us. We are the best helpers.
Gertrude and Cuddles were not friends. Cuddles, unlike her name, wasn’t really friends with anyone. She mostly lived in my bedroom and would paw-smack anyone who got too close to the bed
In this rare photo moment in winter 2006, I caught Gert and Cuddie looking out the back door at the birds flitting in the bird bath on the deck. Somehow a common enemy brought them together.
Gertrude passed in 2007 and Cuddles in 2010.
We seal that backdoor in the winter to keep the draft out. The little solar gnome makes sure that we can see our way down the hall at night with his flickering light. I guess you could say that the cats were ‘Hanging with their ‘Nomie.’
I don’t know this trainer, but I like his message: BarkTrainLove
I wish more people would heed this – it would make my walk with Louise so much easier. And if I turn around and go the other way, it is not because I do not like you, it is because I have a reactive dog. Please do me a favor – don’t catch up to us.
Did you know that this is the earliest spring in our lives. That’s right, thanks to a leap year weirdness the equinox is 2 days earlier (March 19 or 20 depending on your timezone) than it used to be. According to The Old Farmer’s Almanac equinoxes and solstices are happening earlier and earlier every year because of how leap year is calculated. When I was little it was always March 21st, this year it was on March 19. That means this was the earliest spring since 1896.
I will let The Almanac explain Why Spring Begins Early This Year
It all happens because the number of days in a year isn’t even. A year lasts 365 days, 5 hours, 48 minutes, and 46 seconds. Call it 365.2422 days. If only the year were 11 minutes longer, or 365.25000 days, we could simply add one day every fourth year and take care of the fraction forever.
But because Earth spins a hair less than 365 ¼ times per year, we must sometimes omit that extra once‑every‑four‑year day, and that’s what creates all this fussing. Skip three leap years every four centuries and you’re accurate to one day in about 3300 years. (We even deal with THAT little glitch by skipping February 29 in the year 4000.)
A calendar that doesn’t accurately divide days into the year starts going weirdly out of sync. Seasons start happening at odd times. In the previous Julian calendar (where all century years were leap years) the annual 11‑minute error accumulated to where equinoxes were happening around March 11. The Easter Bunny was hopping around in the snow!
The present calendar takes care of everything. This leap year will make 2016 have the earliest seasons of our lives (thus far!).
But Louise and Sofie don’t know that spring was early. They just want to chase the ducks. Have a great day!
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