Why Dog people are the worst

 I am not alone. Here's a recent event -

    This woman decided that the lice and maybe mange disease she found in her dog hair was better left on a public park bench than in her house. Do these kinds of people ever wash their dog after it poops? Before they allow the animal on a bench that a young mother would like to relax on with her baby? Or an older couple to pause in their daily walk? What kind of mentality is this?

 

When questioned, people like this only say, "Oh no, my dog is clean, watch him kiss me!" Without a blink that he might have just licked another dog's bum before he laps her face!  

 

Then there are the ones who walk right in front of you, while talking on their phones, (or pretending to) and not looking at Rover poop right there in your space. Others just look up at the sky while it defiles the grass. Look at it this way, if it was up to the dog, he would go off into the bush and do it, he's got some class and a little pride, but not you. you've got the poor little bugger on a leash and he is forced to shit in front of everyone. These folks never pull the dog away from your area, allowing it to sniff and circle right as if they had no control.

Went to visit friends for a summer get together, about 10 people in their living room. A woman in the middle of us all encouraging the dog to run everywhere, bouncing off the furniture. I said to the host woman, "Your dog is very active." She answered quietly, "It's not my dog."  OMG, the person was invited to a friend's home and brought her freaking DOG? And then exercised it and let it tear up her carpet? How cute is that!

Some get what they deserve though - leave him in the car while you dash for a latte. Sure.

And one lady, took virtually ALL the doggie bags from the park dispenser into her purse. Maybe the dog was in there too but I didn't see it. Wonder if her husband's lunch smells bad? Is that a peanut butter sandwich or not?

Another guy got a chihuahua. He took it everywhere. Even golfing. Three of the foursome wanted him to let it run so they could aim at it. Were willing to sacrifice a whole box of new balls! 

And how often do you see that macho Dodge Ram pick-up driver with Pookie on his lap, a total distraction as the animal squirms around, putting the lives of all pedestrians in danger because this guy can't steer or brake hard or the little piece of furry shit will slide of his lap and get under that brake pedal.

Here's more - A guy in a nice suit took his dog out before work. A rare bit of empty grass downtown. One day he met a young girl as he was walking the critter. For a few times after, they passed and talked, a budding romance. Until one time he was on his way back home when he met her, they chatted, he had a bag of poop in his hand. Never saw them together after that. 

I knew this lady in a high rise apartment building, she was way too busy watching Oprah to take him out to do his business. It was a two bedroom with a bath and a shower. Well, the shower was a great convenience, the dog just hopped into the stall, and all Miss Bliss had to do was pass by during commercials and turn on the shower for a while. What a flush! But it was okay, she didn't have to feed him Kibbles and Bits and could do soft food! 

Speaking of high rise condos, they all have that slow elevator. You're going to work in a perfectly good suit, or wife has a lovely dress on. When here she comes, the lady from the sixth holding Muffin squirming and lurching in every direction. She's so excited she pisses on your shoe! The dog, not the lady. And leaps on you to get a pat on the head when you'd rather it be a hammer to the head! Tears your pants, or wifey's linen skirt,  and worse for your woman, the dreaded crotch sniff! With a wet nose! And now she is going out with a dark spot. Right ... there!

I think Oprah may do this soon - "And tonight, everyone in our audience goes home with a BRAND
NEW DOG!" (sorts of cheers)

How's that? A free dog. Really? Yeah, no shit. Er .... well .... um, maybe some, but it is only lil droplets. And we know that Oprah person can't wait to take her dog to restaurants so she can overwhelm your hygienic protests by telling you how she got it.

So in the Forties we had gum chewers. Everywhere on the streets, those circles of spit-out gum hardened on the sidewalk. Then it became smokers, butts everywhere. Now it is dog poop. But they only pick it up by the clean end, and leave the residue in the grass so your children can never run barefoot again. Too bad. 

There are three reasons that, even if you're desperate for friends, you should reject some potentials: 1- He or she smokes. Them kind are not bright enough to know any better, forgive them but don't befriend them.  2- The person is wearing a Tilly hat. No explanation needed on this one. and  3 - He or she has a dog. Why wonder if she will turn up for dinner and feed it on her lap at your table? And you know it is going to bite you sooner or later.

I have nothing against Lassie, or Rin Tin Tin, or Astra, they are great in the movies, but with a proper dog wrangler. Just don't try Mr. Piddles out on me.

This is a dog day afternoon. With Alpo? Nope gotta be dry. Balanced for health? Full of nutrition? Vitamins? Nope, just pick-up-able. No more canned food, too moist. 

My dog used to get the cooked turkey neck at Christmas with some gravy and veggies in the bowl. He wagged his tail, walked around it several times, and smiled his thanks at us for the treat before eating it slowly and with much appreciation. 

Then we sent him out to the back yard.

                                               Don't think he will be cute or small forever.