What was I thinking with all those Photo Friday posts of yore? “Scoop Law Saturday” has a much sweeter sound. To get you oriented: The last scoop law sign I posted was from Gearhart, OR and featured two eerie souls staring off into a mist. This week, I bring you a lot of color, from this year’s Vashon Sheepdog Classic.
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You’ve been wondering when I’d post another scoop law sign, amiright? You haven’t seen one on the blog since March, and darn it, they’re the main reason you read Dog Jaunt! Well, here’s a very peculiar one indeed, sent in by scoop law sign scout Jessica from Gearhart, an otherwise charming town on the Oregon coast:
I’m usually a little spooked by this hot-dog-limbed human, but add a hot-dog-limbed pup, and … Read more
Part of me applauds this scoop law sign, found in a town/neighborhood just southwest of Tacoma and sent in by alert reader Chandler — it’s uncluttered, it gets the point across, and it dodges the ever-vexing question of how to represent dog poop graphically (and yet not graphically, if you get my meaning):
The other part of me — the one I try to keep tied up in a sack — looks at that sign and sees a really gigantic … Read more
I remember first photographing these Dachshund-shaped signs (cryptically instructing dog owners to make their dogs eliminate on the street instead of the sidewalk) with my trusty Instamatic, 35 years ago. Lady, our own Dachshund, was still alive then, so I was extra-charmed — and impressed by the suggestion that it was possible to get a Dachshund to do anything she didn’t choose to do.
Thanks to several alert Dog Jaunt readers, I have seven scoop law signs to share with you, each a masterpiece of goofiness. Taking them in the order they arrived in my in-box, we start with a wholesome vision of family togetherness from Lime Kiln Park, on Washington state’s San Juan Island:
Halfway around the globe, reader Sarah took a moment from her day in the Kadiköy district … Read more
Reader and fellow blogger Sabine is on the road again with Zadig, her Westie — they last sent a scoop law sign from the Jura, but on this trip they visited Normandy:
Bernay is in the Eure, not far southwest of Rouen, and it sounds lovely — Sabine was … Read more
This is another fine contribution by my friend Chandler, who recently spent an extended weekend in Victoria, B.C. (here are her sketches from the Butchart Gardens — which are, by the way, leashed-pet-friendly, all except for the fireworks show). She found this sign “just across the Blue Bridge,” and it’s…well, it’s very British:
The sign itself doesn’t include an image, but there’s one just above it, of a strangely misshapen dog, straining horribly — … Read more
Simone first wrote to me back in April, to tell me that she was planning to take Spock, her 14-15 lb. Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, from Miami to Berlin, via Frankfurt, on Lufthansa, and needed a pep talk about logistics. I cheered her on, and asked if she’d let me know how her trip went — and sure enough, she sent a marvelous report, packed with pictures of Spock in Berlin.
A little background: Spock was 8 months old in April, … Read more
When I’ve got my groove on, I spend a couple of days each week in Tacoma, a city about 40 minutes south of Seattle, helping a couple of artist friends in their studios. T-town gets insufficient respect, largely because of the stink created (only rarely these days, I gather) by its waterfront paper mill, but I think it’s swell. I could mention its architectural gems, its support for local artists, or its delightful mayor, but today I’m focusing on its … Read more
This week’s scoop law sign was sent to me by Sabine and Zadig, her Westie, who write the French dog travel blog Zadigloves. Their travels recently took them to Lons-le-Saunier, in the Jura — about an hour’s drive southeast of Dijon.
You can just make out the poop itself — once again, shaped like a Hershey’s Kiss, but this time surrounded with a corona of light. It’s a positively heroic pile of poop, and both the dog and his … Read more