Humor me while I rant a little, okay?
Okay, folks, I really feel the need to rant. I know I haven’t talked much about trying to be greener in a while, but it’s still an on-going project for me. I’m conscious of the carbon footprint my family’s making on the world, and I try to keep it at a minimum.
So that being said, I was very pleased to find a dog leash made of recycled bike tires for Ruby. Jim occasionally walks her after it gets dark, and I wanted them to have something reflective to keep them safe. Well, Jim didn’t want to don a reflective vest, so I was happy that this particular leash had a big reflective strip sewn right on.
Not only did it suit our needs, but it was a very cool upcycled item too. I was feeling really good about the whole thing until the leash arrived in the mail. The amount of packaging that went into shipping this thing to us was ridiculous. It totally cancelled out any good we did by buying the recycled leash in the first place. It could easily and efficiently been sent to us in an envelope, since it fits in the palm of my hand. Do you see this packaging? A box, twice the size of the leash, packed inside a bigger box, then filled with air-filled plastic tubes. Are you kidding? I guess I should be happy that their “products protect my product.” Look closer – each plastic tube tells me so. Pa-lease. I’m pretty sure this rubber leash didn’t require protecting. Amazon.com, you’re disappointing me. Grr.