The same morning that I shot this harrowing deed, I came across some dude letting his pug drop at least 1/3 of its body weight on the sidewalk. The pug looked super relieved. The dude looked indifferent as he walked off, blathering on his cellphone, and not cleaning up the Herculean pile of crap his dog had just left for any of the ladies at Divas to muss up their high heels in.

So, naturally, I can feel the pain that this sign poster on Cosmo Alley must feel in people thinking that any ole hole in the ground can potentially be a receptacle for their dog’s logs.