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Original post: High Drama at the Dog Park
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Could they be Puggles, maybe? Those things are ugly as all hell.
I think Puggles are cute. But I’m wierd.
“a healthy jumbo sized shit” - rofl
“Seriously, your honor! It looked like a football! How could ANYONE resist punting a stray fooball?”
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I like you V.. again great reading.. cute story.. I think you did good and Im sure the rest of the park is happy to be rid of the grumpy old ladies when you come.. just laugh when they say those comments.
It reminds me of a time I was traveling to the United Sates from Stockholm Sweden. With my then soon to be wife. I was standing and talking to her affectionately at which point the meanest, ugliest and most repulsive priest I have ever met stopped and said be quiet and sit down… At which point I looked at him and said… Uhhhhhh, no.
And continued talking as I did before. After 7 minutes of me standing up and my legs actually getting a bit tired I turned to the priest and gave him my biggest smile and sat down.
The point of this was that there are some people that try to shut one up or undermine others for lack of a better game or pure spite of others. I advise you laugh at them and let them know they are ridiculous. Stand up for what you think is right.
V I know what you are talking about. For the most part I can’t even go to the dog parks around here anymore because of aggressive rat dogs. People are always afraid of my loveable mutt because she is half Shar-Pei and looks somewhat like a pit. Most of the time she stays away from the other dogs at the dog parks and beaches and plays ball or with a stick. But usually I have to leave early due to some rat dog, usually a Jack Russel Terror attacking her as she fetches whatever she started playing with. Why I leave? Because I’m tired of paying vet bills (Roughly $1100 by now) to patch my dog back together because one of those insolent fuckers decided to pick a fight. Sometimes the worthless owners of said dogs will say my dog caused the fight, but simple fact is their dog is unharmed while mine is bleeding from the legs, neck or chest. Tell me what dog starts a fight and doesn’t fight back?
Yes, and my evil german shepherd mix (now deceased) was abused before I got her, and very skittish around strange dogs and people. Every local family who owns a small dog, damned near, allows them to walk, without a leash. When I’d call out, “Please come get your dog — my dog doesn’t like other dogs,” they’d respond, “Oh, he’s fine — he LOVES other dogs.” Rather missing the point? Meanwhile, my girl would be freaking out, trying to get away from the wee monster, while I was fending it off with my legs.
I finally figured out what to say: “I’m going to kick your dog, if you don’t come and get it NOW.” I’d be hard-pressed to ever kick an animal, but Christ — if it’s going to attack my leashed, well-behaved dog, I’ll be damned if I’ll let them do so.
The crazy people quickly learned to never leave their dogs unleashed, when I was out walking my girl. Sad that it had to come to that.
I liked this one a lot. Nice one V.
I have to ask you, V. do you believe in forgiveness? Doesn’t seem like it, but enquiring minds want to know. Write, if you so kindly would.
Wow! And I thought that my neighbour who pulled her dog away from me and stared was rude!
They _are_ bitches!