Now _That_ Is One Big Pile Of Shit

Stakeout time for my front lawn to find out which one of my neighbors has trained his (obviously) horse sized dog to shit on my front walk and driveway. I haven't seen any great-danes around, but maybe it's just an extraordinarily large husky who eats a very fiber rich diet. Either way, it has got to stop.

If I can spot the beast in the midst of it's devilish business, I can snap some candid photographs for use on Christmas cards. Or maybe I'll just select a few choice photos to blow up into larger-than-life sized billboards to place out in my front lawn.

Perhaps if I put out a bright-red sign next to my driveway that says "Dog's Toilet" I can get my point across.

Maybe I will return the poo to it's rightful owner... in a flaming brown paper sack on _their_ doorstep.