I WAS walking my dog Buster through Beechwood Park when a rather large dog meandered towards us, with its owner marching in close order.

The dog stopped, deposited a small mountain of dog mess which his owner witnessed and walked past, doing nothing about it. Nervously I called “are you going to pick that up” to which he started barking back a number of insults.

Having answered to the best of my ability he proclaimed he had nothing to pick the poo up with anyway. I felt I was safely aboard my high horse. I pulled out a poo bag from my pocket and announced “well here is a bag to solve your problem”.

The man begrudgingly approached.

As he turned away to finally do the right thing my own dog decided to reward my act of social justice by emptying his bowels just yards away from where the other man was picking up his own dog’s mess. It was at this point I realised I had only brought one poo bag.

The man just stood and stared as I choked up my feeble excuse of giving my only bag to him. Embarrassed I jogged home to grab a handful of bags to clean up the mess. I would repeat my inquisition but a lesson was learnt – always take spare bags when you take your dog walking.

Matthew Pimm Milton Road Newport