Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Poop and Scoop or Risk a Visit From The Postie

In Madrid, dog poo left in public places is mailed back to owners

Littering public places makes me steam under the collar, so when I saw this article it made me smile.

http://www.springwise.com/madrid-dog-poo-left-public-places-mailed-owners/

Poop Machine? ..... Moi?

Housesitters get very adapt at the "Poop and Scoop" routine. It amazes me though how many people walk their dogs in areas that have a lot of time and effort afforded them by local council, but still, despite the signs, don't scoop.

The Madrid council mentioned in the article had such a bad problem with doggie doo that it took radical action to get a decline in people leaving poop on the ground.

They got people out on the streets spying on the naughty people who didn't do the right thing. The inspector would then go over and bag the poop, then find a way to get in conversation with the owner, eventually leaving with the dogs name and breed. This info then got fed into the council's pet database and bingo - a couple of days later the little parcel got delivered back to the offending owners, via the postie, with a note saying next time it would be a fine.

It decreased the problem by 70% - good result I'd say!

Of course my part time pets always insist they get picked up after and I can generally be assured of finding several plastic bags in my jacket pockets even if I'm not currently minding a dog!

“Integrity is doing the right thing,
even when no one is watching.”
C.S. Lewis

Its interesting how people will do the wrong thing when they think there is a slim chance of getting away with it, but as soon as they know someone is watching, suddenly they start doing the right thing. Would it not just be easier to do the right thing up front? What do you reckon?

There's Still More For Me

I’ve believed for some time that there was more for me. Now I am hell bent on finding all there is within and walking that path in courageous trust.

This journey began over ten years ago. Luckily it began from the safety of a drafty but solid little house in the country with the roses and lavender steadily flowering each summer for ten years.

But all changed when I attended some high end training in New York. At the end of that event, I knew my life as I knew it was over.

There was still more for me.

When I walked back through the gate, jetlagged from the 24 hour direct flight back to Australia, exhilarated on one hand but completely destroyed inside at the prospect of what I was walking back into.

My Cute House in the idyllic town tourists spend thousands of dollars to visit each weekend had to go. In fact, by the time I reached the front door, I pretty much knew everything I owned needed to go.

It was time to courageously step from one dream, up into the next and continue to walk my truth on a yet signposted path.

Back in 2001 I did a similar leap and that first phase of the dream took its toll on my mind, body and soul. I left my corporate job as a forensic business analyst for very large corporations to set up a small business.

Years of big business training didn’t set me up for the reality of running a small business. Without the generous resources of the big end of town, pretty soon everything went pear shaped. There I was in a strange town, no contacts, no furniture and nothing to hide behind. I was also under-prepared to step up and sell myself as a coach and personal mentor.

I froze emotionally, spiritually and physically during the first few years of the new experience.

During the tough times of my conversion from big business to small business I had re-mortgaged my house.

To all intents and purposes, as others looked in they saw me "living the dreams". But owning an over stretched destination was doing nothing for my journey. It became a drain on every part of my existence.

The real estate market was at its worst point and the house needed severe restoration. I most certainly didn’t have the time, money or resources to fix it up. I was in the classic catch 22. Everyone said I’d never sell it in the current market.

My response was that I would trust something would happen to make everything right. Without it ever going on the market, I sold the house for what was owing on it, and whats more everything was done and dusted in three months.

To stand and watch my two dearest friends grab anything they could get their hands on, drag it out onto the lawn and then sell the lot off for a dollar or fifty cents, was pretty heart breaking. I was totally numb inside, but I knew it had to be done for the next phase of my dream to be given the space to manifest.

Now I find myself on a similar journey, this time with no structure at all, walking in courageous trust, house sitting around the world, proving to myself more than anyone else that I only need a laptop and a wifi connection to work.

To date its working.......................

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Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Poop and Scoop or Risk a Visit From The Postie

In Madrid, dog poo left in public places is mailed back to owners

Poop Machine? ..... Moi?

“Integrity is doing the right thing,
even when no one is watching.”
C.S. Lewis

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Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Poop and Scoop or Risk a Visit From The Postie

In Madrid, dog poo left in public places is mailed back to owners

Poop Machine? ..... Moi?

“Integrity is doing the right thing, even when no one is watching.” C.S. Lewis

“Integrity is doing the right thing,
even when no one is watching.”
C.S. Lewis