a99kitten's Musings

This morning was a foggy, wet mess outside. The buds don’t mind but I hate it. I was already a little stressed by 6am as Angelus didn’t run up to be let out in the front yard while I did my stepper before our walk. But he had a busy weekend so maybe just tired? He isn’t a spring chicken anymore, no matter how much he acts like one most of the time. He says to “when my age, you reach, look as good, you will not” :)

But when it was time for his walk, he was ready! And off into the Dagobah weather we went. Got to the harbor beach, where it was low tide, and let them off leash. There was NO one around. So dead quiet. We walked all the way out to where the tide/water line finally was and Angelus kept walking out into the water. You could tell he smelled something. Then *dunk* his head goes and I see him come up with what I know is a chicken leg all mixed up with fishing line and fishing hooks. The people that come out here to fish for crabs use it.

*Begin Rant*

I HATE THESE PEOPLE.

They leave their garbage on the rock wall (empty chicken plastic wrappers, cans, bottles, lunch/sandwich wrappers, cigarette butts, etc..) And even worse they leave their old bait/hooks. So dogs, birds, etc can get all messed up. I’ve rescued a seagull all tied up in the fish line. I’ve helped the Harbor Patrol guys unsnare a couple of them where a hook was caught in a wing or something.

All dogs are going to go for a chicken leg bone just sitting there. Which wouldn’t be the end of the world as they are raw. But it’s the fishing line and hooks that are all snarled up – that can kill a dog if swallowed. Or at least hurt if stuck in a lip, gum, etc. But god forbid these lazy pieces of crap take their garbage to the cans in 3 different places up the beach.

These people don’t even live here. They are not local residents. Not that it would excuse them if they were. But they deliberately drive over here, bringing their mess and irresponsibility, to our beautiful coast line and F it up.

I HATE THESE PEOPLE

*end rant*

Anyway – I yelled “drop it” and to my amazement he did…but then he picked it up again…it’s a chicken leg sitting right there…so I ran into the water about half-calf deep and took it out of his mouth before he got it done. I put him on leash and turn around and see that Storm has one too! I yell drop it and run towards him and he did drop it but stared at it like “oh man…it’s right there!” But I got to him and leashed him and pulled them out.

I kept them on leash for the rest of the beach time which likely annoyed them. And I was soaking wet almost up to my knees. And cold. And thinking to myself “Really Tuesday? It’s going to be like this?”

Grrr.

So this is my day so far. But I’m done eating my lunch now so will get back to work..and the rest of Tuesday…

But still…grrrr.