Well if you make it through the welcoming road works this weekend, and through the perilous mountains and to Llanberis High Street, beware of the turd’s, it appears that they are everywhere. I guess since most people’s backyards are concrete in the village, means it is better to let your dog shit anywhere but your own backyard.
As such it is quite messy out there since the usual deluge hasn’t ‘washed’ the shit away for a while now. A friend who moved here recently hasn’t witnessed anything like it, she is having nightmares of waking up swimming in the stuff, she says its making her ill, to which i suggested she stop eating it.
Its not just on the high street either, the weeks dry spell means it is building up on my usual running route as well! So I might not venture out tonight, as I don’t want shit on my shoes. Besides if you have an Obsessive Compulsive Disorder like myself, and you can’t tread on any cracks in a crazy paving pavement that is the high street then, combined with not stepping on shit as well makes the whole experience thoroughly painful, and requires at least three baths to wash any shit off, and two hours of rocking back and forth chanting to counteract any bad luck from stepping on any cracks.
If you don’t make it her till Saturday or Sunday morning then you can expect, at least one portion of chips and two piles of vomit to decorate the pavement. In the interest of tourism, that isn’t a sign of rural decay, but actually the modern art of geographically confused Andy Warthog.
Maybe a solution might be some of those doggy-do bins, so the dog owners who are responsible enough to pick up their pets offerings, don’t just fling the plastic bag into the nearest hedge, tree or bush.