This evening I removed poop from my neighbor's lawn on my way to the dumpster.

The nice Croatian family with the corner view of my apartment's dumpster is very unassuming as they sit on their porch smoking cigarettes and conversing in their native tongue. They don't bother nobody.

So why would some dog owner leave their pet's refuse right in front of their porch?

The nice Eastern-block people tend to their grandchildren, who climb the small tree by their porch. Why should their little feet have to contend with this problem?

So I reached into my bag of goods, which was not tied and retrieved a used napkin. That's all it took. Problem solved. I was not trying to add to the fecal content of our nation's dumps, but until they teach cats and dogs how to sit on toilets, it was the right thing to do.