December 5, 2007
People of Seminole Heights, I Implore You!
Please keep your dogs in your house, or in your fenced yard, or otherwise under control.
Please don't allow them to chase me snarling down the street or shit in my yard or dig in my trash or kill my neighbor's cats.
Don't tell me "aww, he don't bite" - dogs bite. That's what they do. The only dog that never ever bites is a dog that has no mouth.
Don't tell me you just don't know how he got out when I just saw you open the door to let him out. Or we both just saw him knock over the piece of cardboard you'd set up to block the hole in your fence.
I love dogs. I have two of my own. One of them would like nothing better than to roam the neighborhood, but there's a law against it and it's for his own good anyway so I don't allow him out of my fenced yard. When I didn't have a fenced yard I walked the dogs on a leash. I love dogs, and I am happy with my two. I don't want to have to deal with yours.
the crazy lady who runs 70 - 100 miles per week through your neighborhood
Posted by joe positive at December 5, 2007 8:06 AM
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Couldn't have said it better. I have threatened the owners with a call to animal control. This sometimes helps a little. A lot of them just don't care.
Posted by: Rich at December 5, 2007 1:38 PM
LOL. I hear you. The other "dog evil" are those invisible fences. You are running along and all of a sudden kudjo comes raging at you just to stop short of the curb rather than tearing a hole in your R calf muscle. Nothing like that to get the old HR cranking.
When we lived in FL, there was a lady who constantly allowed her dog to poop in our yard and never cleaned it up. At the time, our kids were 15 months and barely 3, so they were crawling/toddling all over the yard and it was just nasty. We put a homemade sign (think cardboard and a sharpie) in our yard that said "We don't poop in your yard, please don't do it in ours." It was obnoxious, but it worked. I still laugh when I think about that.
Posted by: mindi at December 5, 2007 4:56 PM
One morning a few weeks ago I'm running through "Belleair" directly across from the police station/city hall. About 50 yards away I see a soccer mom blabbing on her cell phone in the parking area of her town home. She has left her 4 year old son in charge of the family dog on one of those plastic retractable leashes that look like a squirt gun with a fishing line attached to the barrel. Of course Fido lunges, the toddler loses his grip, and soon after I am lashed around both ankles like I'm playing a canine version of whammo's "skip it". Mom approaches, still on the phone and actually holds a finger up to me like she's putting me on hold to finish her conversation. I hear her say "Ok, well, I'll talk to you later", then silently hangs up. I've just unwound myself from her dog. She utters a very insincere "sorry". Her kid appears far more concerned about both me and the dog. I said nothing and handed her the leash. I wished that a)she was a man and/or b)her child was not present. .I love dogs and have no fear whatsoever of dogs. I do however hold a special place in my heart for shithead dog owners. I was merely annoyed but this dog could have easily been killed by a car or hurt a child on a bike had the circumstances been different. Forget the poor dogs, I would prefer to pepper spray the owners.
Posted by: ray at December 5, 2007 8:40 PM