PC pet equality in Marin

Pet equality

One of the nice things about my hometown is the fact that, wherever people walk their dogs, local taxpayers fund stations where you can get a plastic bag to gather dog poop and then throw those poop-filled bags away in a conveniently located garbage can.  To the extent that making it easy to dispose of poop drastically improves the quality of living wherever one walks down streets, I love these little stations.  They’re a small expense with a big return.

But because this is Marin, they’re also very politically correct.  As you can see from the sign above, despite the fact that I have never seen someone walking a cat on a leash on any of the streets frequented by dozens, or even hundreds, of dogs (and their owners, of course), the sign carefully includes cats in the mix.  After all, some cat lover, or even some cat, might be offended by any implication that cats (and their owners) don’t clean up after themselves.  Sheesh!

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  • http://ymarsakar.wordpress.com Ymarsakar

    Isn’t the joke that a human walks the dog, and a cat walks his human?
     
    Then again, if you watch how actual humans walk their actual dogs, the dogs are always leading and pulling the human (child) behind them.
    Not alpha. Not even close. Humans are like this all the time. Only in narrow corridors of expertise do they seek to challenge for domination and authority. The rest of the time they just chill out and let it all hang out. But that concurrently breeds an aura and habit of weakness: which is easily exploited by the Leftist mind control puppetmasters.

    • http://bookwormroom.com Bookworm

      I’m a Cesar Milan fan, Ymarsakar, and my dogs walk behind me. 

  • http://ymarsakar.wordpress.com Ymarsakar

    That’s why you are ahead of the pack, Book. The normal average citizens, however, are stuck, as usual. And I live in Georgia when I see these pet owners around. So it’s not a political thing, generally speaking. It’s just a human thing.
    People who do not control themselves nor those in a position lower than they are, have no right to expect a government of the people for the people. Doesn’t happen that way. When a person’s idea of relaxing is to let an animal make decisions for a human family… that’s a very low level indeed. The fact that this is often unconscious and unintentional is even worse. They are out breeding their own psychological defense mechanisms against external control. There’s little reason the all mighty federal government will bow down and obey the people, when the people can’t even get their dogs, kids, or social circle to agree to a single leader hierarchy. Personal virtue and strength starts at home. It doesn’t start in DC and trickles down to the masses, that I know at least.

  • lee

    When I lived in Marin, I used to take my cat on a walk on a leash. More often is was taking him for a “lounge about on the warm concrete on a leash.” I did occasionally take him to a small dog park–he loved dogs. But cats aren’t one for poo-ing in a public place. They like more privacy. So the cats on a leash are much more likely to do it at home, in their litter box. (And cats taken out on a leash are much  more likely to be mostly indoor cats.)
     
    People who let their cats run around at will, either as part indoor/outdoor or all outdoor cats are the ones whose cats poo anywhere. And since I had a neighbor with an indoor/outdoor cat who settled on the area right in front of another neighbor’s kitchen window for its outdoor “litter box,” I know that there is a reason to urge people to pick up their cat’s poop. The two neighbors had an ongoing battle for three years, till the one cat-less neighbor moved. Usually, however, the outdoor cats don’t usually do their business within sight of either their owners, or one of these poop bag dispensers.
     
     

  • http://ymarsakar.wordpress.com Ymarsakar

    From what I’ve seen of semi-feral cats (the once domesticated ones that are not entirely afraid of humans), they look for a patch of dirt, sniff at it, dig into it, then deposit into the hole, close it up with a few scratches, sniff around it to make sure the scent is hidden, and then goes on their way.
    Very… survival orientated, to hide the scent from larger predators.
     
    Domesticated cats, fully domesticated or lapsed ones put out to the nature’s feel, seems slightly neurotic.
     
    II.
     
    A funny thing just occurred to me from reading Book’s comment. The japanese often have the cultural tradition that a Yamato (flower) (Japanese traditional feminine ideal) always walks 2 or 3 steps behind her husband. So applied from a Leftist standpoint, Book is oppressing her dogs by making them gender role stigmatized and socially unequal. That’s discrimination, right?
     

  • tripper

    Hmmmm…I am always amused by the illogical thinking of libs.  Aren’t plastic bags banned in human supermarkets?  But they are OK for poop disposal?

    • http://bookwormroom.com Bookworm

      Tripper — that’s too funny and absolutely correct.

  • http://ymarsakar.wordpress.com Ymarsakar

    Maybe the plastic eco bags gave protection money to the Democrats. Enough palm grease will make even paper bags a thing of the past, right?

  • lee

    One acquaintance of mine, who actually does have a dog, advocates using PAPER bags. I wonder what she does with the really soft poo?
     
    I tried to point out that it was beyond disgusting to pick up dog, uh, diarrhea at the beach in a paper bag. She told me it was impossible to pick it up, you can only bury it. So, I guess she just leaves it there. Me, if my dog drinks seawater at the beach, she usually flushes it out the other end, and I scoop as much of it as I can–with a LOT of sand, so: A) I can continue bringing my dog to the beach; and B) Do not ruin someone else’s day at the beach. But the “green” friend, just scoops sand over it… Ugh…
     
     

  • http://ymarsakar.wordpress.com Ymarsakar

    Being Green means being able to pay some other poor immigrant to clean up the Earth for you. As with charity, personal sacrifice isn’t necessary. That’s what we pay the servants for, isn’t it?

  • http://ymarsakar.wordpress.com Ymarsakar

    Elaboration: State funded charities (welfare).
     
     

  • jj

    People who let their cats run around loose should be introduced to a few hours of bastinado.

  • Danny Lemieux

    Why, JJ? Coyotes need to eat, too. 

  • Charles Martel

    My doofus boxer Baxter and I are involved in a fine bromance. If I were a liberal, I would consider his adoration my due, but as a conservative, hero-worship bugs the crap out of me.
     
    Still, his devotion is touching, and I reward him on our walks by letting him take the initiative 90 percent of the time. If he wants to inspect a bush or pull me all the way across the street to inspect a wafting scent, I’m happy to oblige him. It’s his time of day, one that he eagerly looks forward to. In return, I keep him from stepping in front of cars or making a fool of himself with the UPS or FedEx guys.
     
     

    • 94Corvette

      I have a 16 month old Beagle and the description I read of her as being a nose with four legs attached fits.  We usually spend a couple of hours every morning exploring our neighborhood and I let her sniff to her heart’s delight.  She is a fantastic dog (but I warn you, Beagles are not for the faint of heart, they are stubbornly focused on following their noses) and you have to be consistent in training them.)  Our time in the morning has become special to both of us and if she doesn’t get it, she let’s you know of her dissatisfaction.
      Regarding poop bags, the ones we have here are biodegradable as they don’t have but one use and then they are thrown away. 

  • jj

    Because there is no place in nature for a small, highly efficient killing machine – one that kills for the merry hell of it, not just to eat – against which nothing has evolved any defenses.  Cats are – like dogs – created by us, outside of nature, and domestic little puddy tats kill upwards of 2 billion birds, small mammals, and reptiles every single year.  House cats killed eight of the last twelve Carolina Parrots on the road to extinction, and are currently helping several Galapagos Island species in that direction.  Nobody clearly knows how many other species have been shoved right to the edge around the world by the depredations of  Little Hairball, but estimates are in three figures.  If you have to own the goddam things keep them indoors, with anchors around their necks.

  • 11B40

    Greetings:
     
    Geez, what the heck happened ???  I thought they was all “companion animals”, no ???
     
    Anyhow, as a former runner (recently downgraded to walker) my perspectives are somewhat different. On the one hand, dog waste pretty much cured me from wearing my favorite Vibram-soled motorcycle boots back in the Manhattan of the late-70s early-80s without too much of a psychological residue.   
     
    On the other hand, however, my obviously non-consensual non-scientific observations while running include the following.  About one-third of encountered non-pet companions meet their civic responsibilities.  Another third can be verbally encouraged to so begin. The last third, which seems to include an inordinate number of multiple pet companion types, tends to range from oblivious to hostile.
     
    Please feel free to forward my initial paragraph to the appropriate Marinoco apparatchiks so that their signs may be brought into line with proper progressively progressing  Progressivism requirements.  And don’t fall for the old “the printer made a mistake” ploy.

    • lee

      I am obnoxious about picking up the poop, because I have stepped in it too damned often. I also make sure that the dog in question is actually POOPING before handing a poop bag to the person. Non-dog owners don’t realize that female dogs squat to pee. I have been yelled at several times about picking up after my dog… when all she did was pee.

  • Gringo

    tripper
    Hmmmm…I am always amused by the illogical thinking of libs.  Aren’t plastic bags banned in human supermarkets?  But they are OK for poop disposal?
     
    Good point. I walk a neighbor’s dog, and periodically pick up the poop.The dog doesn’t poop on neighbors’ yards, but in the lawnscape of various businesses. After the poop has dried for a day or two, I pick up the poop in a plastic bag. I go to some plants that have mulch around them, kick out a trench, deposit the poop, and cover the poop with mulch. The plastic bag gets recycled.
     
    The poop gets returned to the environment to fertilize plants, and is removed from sight.

    • lee

      The Gang Green tells me that the poop, because of what we feed our pets, doesn’t really work as a “fertilizer” and it takes too long to break down. However, now that I live in my own house, with a yard, and a husband who really only cares that it not be along the front walk, I did a little experiement. It does eventually break down and go away. Not sure how much it actually “fertilizes” since we have extremely sandy soil and too many pine trees, so not much grows anyhow.

  • JKB

    I did once see a woman with her kid and a couple small dogs on leashes walking.  I only remember this because they had a cat that ranged around them.  Stopping to investigate then racing back.  
     
    My cat also expects me to walk with her on occasion.  We range a bit over the estate but I often had to carry her back.  I think I was being conditioned into service.   No way she’d go on a leash, I tried that when I first took her in, didn’t work at all.   That all may change now as she lost a leg to cancer just before T’day.  She gets around and ranges okay but it’s cold here so not far right now.  I watch when she goes out since she has even less defense against coyotes and foxes now.  And deer, she’s been chased by deer and foxes.  Before I got her, some bastard had taken her front claws.   But she could vault into trees before.
     
    Funny, I have my indoor/outdoor cat and had two strays around but they didn’t do lot of killing.  Last spring after a rain, by back looked like a freakin’ Disney movie with birds bathing in puddles.  Two small rabbits came out of the woods, chasing each other around a tree and ranged right up near one of the strays who was interested but didn’t chase them.  Squirrels around.  My house cat has brought some mice to play with but not many.  It’s her job to control them anyway.  And all the cats have proven useless in getting rid of the voles who plow my yard.  Sadly, the strays didn’t make it through 2013.  

    • http://ymarsakar.wordpress.com Ymarsakar

      I think it would be really cool and fun to create a training program to re-introduce hunting techniques to domesticated cats. It seems that they can learn the stalking methods and the captures, if they are interested, but without a mother cat to watch, it seems to break the imprinting. Not having to go around hungry probably helps.
       
      Cats are just cute versions of sabretooth tigers that used to eat our ancestors. Just like dogs are useful domesticated livestock grown straight from wolves that also used to eat us. The big cats we had to hunt down and/or eliminate. The small ones found a niche with us.
       
      An animal can only live by taking life, the same as humans. And like humans, practice is required to maintain those skills. Nature has never given a damn whether a species is becoming extinct. The weak merely suffers what they must. Humans are no different as a species in the eyes of the universe. All the thousands of rounds people fire at the range to keep up their non-existent hunting of animal skills, are paid for in equal purchase of farm products and animal livestock. Someone is always producing the meat and food that people need to be able to pull the trigger, build the gun, and create the ammunition. Without food and life energy, not even humans can maintain a civilization. It just so happens that because the food processing and killing is done by specialized humans, most of us never really notice what’s going on. That chicken at the super market is just a packaged meat. A dead bird killed by a cat, that’s somehow more viscerally real. Both are just the same thing.

      • JKB

        The big cats are out there and they still want to eat us
        neveryetmelted…not-safe-on-top-of-elephant/

        • http://bookwormroom.com Bookworm

          JKB:

          That “Wow!” video of course made me think of the old limerick:

          There was a young lady of Niger
          Who smiled as she rode on a tiger;
          They returned from the ride
          With the lady inside,
          And the smile on the face of the tiger.

          • JKB

            I like how calm those guys are.   The guy attacked was just going to smack the cat with a crop like an errant school child.  That tells me this isn’t their first rodeo.

          • jj

            No, no you’ve forgotten it’s pronounced “Nee-jare” these days.  These PC days.

      • jj

        No, they aren’t.  The egg was fertilized and the chicken hatched for the precise purpose of being consumed.  That dead and eaten chicken is part of a manufacturing process, and the dead one will be replaced by millions more.  That manufacturing process is, like others, a faucet that can be turned on and off, or up and down at will.  That’s not quite how it works when somebody’s pet kitty kills the last female Seaside Sparrow.  

  • http://ymarsakar.wordpress.com Ymarsakar

    That’s why we got to train ourselves to eat them first. Nature’s fury and the barbarians of man are always at the gates.
    But extinction lists weren’t a natural phenomena. It’s something humans came up with.

  • http://ymarsakar.wordpress.com Ymarsakar

    If that “Seaside Sparrow” tasted as good as lionfish, it wouldn’t be extinct either if put into mass manufacturing. Rarity tends to increase the perceived value of something to human eyes, but that’s just a human preference.
    The energy it takes to kill and extinguish one life is the same as for any other life. Even though technically there are genetic differences.
    Humans can’t protect species from self-annihilation any more than humans or divine power can protect slaves from slavery. Individual life must fight for their existence. Otherwise, they aren’t really alive.