Dog poop in truck bed
OK, I admit it. I like messing with people. We recently stayed in Trailer Village at Grand Canyon. I had to park my pick up in a marked area about 30 yards away from our site. While returning from a ...
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We were at Whitewater State Park near Liberty, Indiana last week. We drove to one of the trails, as there are no trails near the campground area. Almost as soon as we got out of the truck, the dog decides it's time to "go". So he did. No problem. Picked it up and the wife says, just put the bag near the tire of the truck and we'll get it when we come back from the hike.
I thought about that for a moment and saw double work there? Drop it by the tire, then have to pick it up later anyway. The bag was tied shut, I simply put it in the bed of the truck (it has a shell). She didn't like that too well, but we went on the hike anyway.
Back at the campground, it went out with the rest of the trash. No problems. No smells.
So yea. I can understand where the OP is coming from.
We lived in Woodbridge, VA in an apartment complex for a while when I was in the Army stationed at Ft. Belvoir. I just bought my Chevy S-10 pick up truck. A few days (or nights) later, there was a group of people sitting in the back of the pick-up truck with a cooler having a party! I went balastic! I busted out of the apartment and swore to tear every one of them from limb-to-limb. My wife called the police! (She really thought I was going to kill somebody!) They all scrambled like fleas off a dog dropped in flea dip! Police came and they suggest I get a shell for the truck. Next night, I had a shell on the bed!
Yea, things happen!
I thought about that for a moment and saw double work there? Drop it by the tire, then have to pick it up later anyway. The bag was tied shut, I simply put it in the bed of the truck (it has a shell). She didn't like that too well, but we went on the hike anyway.
Back at the campground, it went out with the rest of the trash. No problems. No smells.
So yea. I can understand where the OP is coming from.
We lived in Woodbridge, VA in an apartment complex for a while when I was in the Army stationed at Ft. Belvoir. I just bought my Chevy S-10 pick up truck. A few days (or nights) later, there was a group of people sitting in the back of the pick-up truck with a cooler having a party! I went balastic! I busted out of the apartment and swore to tear every one of them from limb-to-limb. My wife called the police! (She really thought I was going to kill somebody!) They all scrambled like fleas off a dog dropped in flea dip! Police came and they suggest I get a shell for the truck. Next night, I had a shell on the bed!
Yea, things happen!
