This greeted us when we left our apartment for church this morning:
Try to keep in mind that we live on the 10th floor. Where did this dog poo come from? Well, yes, I know the obvious answer is....a dog. But what was he doing running around on the 10th floor? Where was the owner? Or better yet - why didn't the owner remove the poo?
We've gotten accustomed to dodging the poo on the sidewalk, but not on our way to the trash chute.