My morning search for birds in the countryside today was interrupted by this sign on a sideroad, lined with country estates. I try not to judge people, sight unseen, but am willing to make an exception in this case. The posting of this sign makes its author knowingly complicit in the grisly death, by KILLER GUARD DOGS, of some poor fool who might unwittingly set foot here. To give some ligitimacy to such a bloody end-of-life is the warning that the killer dogs would only be doing what police have trained them to do, ie. tear you from limb to to limb. My wife, Linda, is of the opinion that people like this have placed themselves in prison camps of their own making.
Finally, I passed this sign of disappointment and regret. It meant that the locals would have to hike into Schomberg for their eggs, but it reminded me of the good ol' days when signs about local produce were numerous and promising...of good food and a chat. Today, I let some roadside signs get to me, for better and worse. The good definitely out-weighed the bad, I'm happy to say. Please comment if you wish.
BtheB Photos by BarrytheBirder