What a touching tale ...

It makes me think of a couple of things:

First, coming from an Irish family and having been brought up as a catholic I have no doubt that the people behind you were only too grateful to add to their penance, in the process ensuring full and proper absolution.

And likewiise I imagine that they were praying that the stain might also be removed from your soul - or should that be sole ...

... hmmm ...

The second thing was how much it annoys me that while I live near two public parks, which exist for the sole purpose that people can walk there dogs there and let them do what they gotta do without it being a risk for the feet of playing children, most of the dog owners in my area seem to take pride in allowing their dogs to .. erm ... mine the local streets.

I caught a man recently watching his dog plant one enormous mine, before walking off with the dog and making no attempt to clean it up.

When I questioned him about it and expressed my view that he knew full well what a disgusting thing it was to allow happen, he countered with the compelling argument:

"I've lived here for 65 years".

As you can imagine I was comletely persuaded by the sheer weight of his reasoning.

Presumably he likes to live surrounded by ... doggy landmines ...