About 10 years ago I live in a small house on a dead end street. The neighbor's rented their house to a girl with a greyhound. Nice dog but he pooped all over the "road". It was a small, lake community road on a dead end so the only people affected by it were me and one neighbor. It got so bad that there were cow pies all over the road and we had to drive thru it everyday. It stuck to our tires and sprayed up on our cars, and it smelled.
The dog was a sweet dog but coming from a city environment he thought the payment was were he had to go. She always let him our unleashed and unsupervised so his choice to poop was on the payment.
She and I didn't get along and had words many time over different things, including the poop. So finally, I had a shovel by my driveway and every morning when I went out to go to work I would shovel up the poop and throw it at her car, in her driveway. I use to see her peeking out the window but she didn't dare say anything to me. My other neighbors use to see and starting watching every morning for me to do this. It went on about a month and then she got evicted (for other reasons) and finally our problem was gone. But it was so funny that I could literally throw in on the back or her beat up Camaro and go to work and she never stopped the dog from pooping. Go figure.
Remember the stories at Halloween of kids who put poop in a bag on the door step of someone and would light it on fire and ring the bell and run. When the homeowners came out they would automatically step on the bad of fire and get poop on their shoes. If your plastic bags don't work you can try that tactic.
The dog was a sweet dog but coming from a city environment he thought the payment was were he had to go. She always let him our unleashed and unsupervised so his choice to poop was on the payment.
She and I didn't get along and had words many time over different things, including the poop. So finally, I had a shovel by my driveway and every morning when I went out to go to work I would shovel up the poop and throw it at her car, in her driveway. I use to see her peeking out the window but she didn't dare say anything to me. My other neighbors use to see and starting watching every morning for me to do this. It went on about a month and then she got evicted (for other reasons) and finally our problem was gone. But it was so funny that I could literally throw in on the back or her beat up Camaro and go to work and she never stopped the dog from pooping. Go figure.
Remember the stories at Halloween of kids who put poop in a bag on the door step of someone and would light it on fire and ring the bell and run. When the homeowners came out they would automatically step on the bad of fire and get poop on their shoes. If your plastic bags don't work you can try that tactic.
