About 9.30 this morning I’m in the garage sorting out clothes that need to be washed. I pop into the other room and put on some music, I’m only gone for about 30 seconds or so. As I walk back into the garage I see a figure passing the window making their way for the open back door, I’m wondering had my mate arrived early?

We meet at the threshold………

Instead it’s a wee Aborigine guy and he got quite a surprise when he saw me……he wasn’t expecting anybody to be there.

He says to me” I just need to go for a shit”

Aye right I believe that.

Me “I can’t help you”

“If I don’t go soon I’ll shit my pants”

“Can’t help you”

“Maybe I can go at the station; it’s only 10 mins away”

“That sounds like a good idea”

“I hope I make it”

He seemed to able to walk OK, I don’t think he was touching cloth just yet………

What a cheeky opportunistic wee prick, having the audacity to casually stroll round to the back of the house as if he belonged. I thought I only had to worry about the cat shitting in me garden, but now it looks like I’ll have to watch oot for these wee black bastards as well.

When I’m working in the yard I always lock the back door and today just highlights why everyone should do that. More houses get broken into when folk are home. If I had gone upstairs and left the back door open then this wee bugger would have walked in and helped himself. I don’t believe for one minute that he needed a shit, he was out to see what he could get free gratis. Just wish I could electrify the driveway or have lasers set up to target wee shits like this, oh and next doors cat too 🙂