Reader Kate sent me this picture from Prague, and I’m grateful to her:
She tells me the bag is “coated paper with a cardboard scoop inside.” You know what a grim struggle it’d be to wrangle poop into a paper bag with a cardboard scoop — those poor Czechs must wish it were as easy (and flushable) as the picture suggests.
Kate doesn’t speak or read Czech, and neither do I. The only part I could get Google Translate to … Read more
I have flown with Chloe on a Southwest 737-800, but while I remembered a tape measure, I hadn’t yet figured out that it would be a good idea to include a picture of Chloe’s carrier (in that case, her large SturdiBag) in my post about the available space. Thankfully, Dog Jaunt has sensible readers, including Claire, who traveled either to or from Phoenix on a Southwest 737-800 plane with Daisy, her tricolor Cavalier, and sent a picture:
How familiar … Read more
Reader Gail has brought us so many great photos, including two on the blog of Puccini, her Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, vacationing in Italy. At the beginning of April, she sent in two scoop law signs from Portofino and Sorrento, and now they’re joined by one from Lucca:
Gail saw this sign while she and Puccini “were out for our first passeggiata” after arriving in Lucca — how I envy her!
“Fido Lindo,” it says (or “Tidy Fido”), and indeed, there the pup … Read more
This is not the first Parisian scoop law sign I’ve posted. Nearly three years ago I started Dog Jaunt’s scoop law sign collection with this (blurry) placard from the Marais, and chortled over the owner’s trowel (now that I look at it again, I wonder why I didn’t notice how he’s also shooting a death ray at his dog with his left hand — granted, his pup is clearly not attending to business, but that seems extreme).
Nowadays it takes way … Read more
There is nothing cheerier than finding new scoop law signs in my in-box and Twitter feed — my thanks this week to reader Melissa and to Naomi Bishop, the blogger behind The Gastro Gnome (tweeting at @gastrognome), for a couple of world-class signs.
First up is Melissa’s sign, a whimsical offering from the Chicago Park District:
The expression on the dog’s face is priceless.
The whole thing is so charming that I find myself only distantly wondering why the Poop Fairy is … Read more
A couple of weeks ago, I posted two pictures of Italian scoop law signs sent to me by reader Gail. When I thanked her for them, she sent me a couple of pictures of her pup Puccini (who, like Chloe, is a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel weighing about 13-14 lbs.), and kindly agreed to let me post them on the blog.
Here’s Puccini, enjoying the view from Gail’s rental in Umbria:
I…just…this picture leaves me speechless.
And here she is on the … Read more
I posted this on Dog Jaunt’s Facebook and Google+ pages before it occurred to me that it’s Friday, and I should be posting it here! I hardly ever drive north across Seattle’s Fremont Bridge, and I’d only seen the statue “Waiting for the Interurban” from the front. That’s entertaining enough, because the group of sculptures is often dressed seasonally — right now, appropriately, they’re wearing warm hats and rain jackets. From the other direction, though, you can tell that the … Read more
I cannot tell you how happy it makes me to see new-to-me scoop law signs. (I also get way more excited than I should about clever features of pet carriers — it’s taken me a long time, but with this blog, I have clearly found my joy.) So of course I squeaked happily when reader Gail sent me two pictures from a trip to Italy, one from Portofino, and the other from Sorrento.
The Portofino sign — a graphic … Read more
Chloe’s there — a bit blurry, as she is in so many of my pictures — sitting on the counter of a now-closed Giant Orange:
Orange-shaped stands used to dot old Highway 99, a north-south thoroughfare that ran the length of the West Coast. Much of it has disappeared, replaced in large part by I-5, but pieces remain, lined with evocative neon signs and yes, giant oranges. This shack, which once served orange juice to thirsty, hot travelers, is … Read more
I’ve known for a while that you’re allowed to bring pet dogs on Kenmore Airlines’ seaplanes (Kenmore’s fleet of Beaver, Otter and Cessna seaplanes goes all over the Pacific Northwest), but we hadn’t taken Chloe on a flight to Friday Harbor, on San Juan Island, until this August. In fact, the “we” is misleading, since I wasn’t there. My husband flew, and, as always, I drove a station wagon full of stuff — I keep assuring him that this load … Read more