I was outside mowing the lawn a week or so ago when I mowed over a pile of what I think was dog turd laying in the middle of our boulevard...the space between our sidewalk and the roadway

Now we do have raccoons in the area, but they are shy about defecating out in the open on boulevards, and it was a pretty big pile (I saw it at the last second as it disappeared under the deck of my mower and hit the rapidly spinning blade), so I think it was a dog...and my anger was not letting go from the thought it was some rude person who had brazenly allowed their dog to do this without scooping as our local bylaw demands.

Even though the damage was minimal due to the fact I have a mulching mower, I was still a bit steamed when I was done, to the point I just had to complain to my neighbour who was outside with his 8 year old son and who had come over to chat as I was putting the mower away.

Thomas, the eight year old, is a bright and active kid, always friendly. He blew me away when, after hearing me complain, wisely said..

"Sometimes you have to forget people do bad things and just love them"

If writing ever becomes work I think I'm going to have to stop