My dog jerked her leash out of my hand a bit earlier today. I had to chase her a few streets over, but she is much smaller and quicker than I am. Normally without help it will take me at leasts an hour or so to catch her. So she runs through the yard of this house(least kept up yard and house in the whole neighborhood) and this guy walks out and says "Hey what are you doing in my yard!?" I was frustrated at this point, and I almost said WTF does it look like I'm doing? Anyway, I said "Sir, my dog got of her leash, and I am trying to chase her down so I can take her back home." Now keep in mind this guy is about 40 something, 5'8 140 lbs. He's by far the "one" piece of trash that lives in my neighborhood with his little redneck kids. From there:
Him: "You need to get that mutt off my property."
Me: "Sir, that's what I'm trying to do"
Him: "I'm going to shoot it if you don't get it off my property in 5 minutes."
Me: "Sir, if you touch my dog with a single finger I'll have to hit you back."
Him: "Don't threaten me boy, I'm old enough to be yer Daddy."
Me: "Sir, I'm not THREATENING you, but I'm trying to get my dog off your property like you asked."
Him: "Hurry up."
At this point he disappears back into his house for a few minutes, and I'm trying unsuccessfully to lure my dog away with treats, or catch her on the run.
He appears again:
Him: "Did you get that mutt yet?"
Me: "No, I'm still working on it as you can see."
Him: "I'm going to call animal control and have that mutt impounded."
Me: "Listen here c0cksucker, my patience with you is wearing thin. I'm sorry my dog picked your shit-ass house to meander over to, but evidently she was looking for a low-rent place to defecate."
Him: "Ain't nobody going to be a smartass to me on my own property."
That's when my dog decides to gamely walk up to me, and I am able to grab her leash.
The rest:
Him: "Good get your mutt and leave."
Me: "Are you always this much of a pretentious asshole, or do your white-trash genes just force you to be a POS?"
Him: "Get the fvck out of here, I'm calling the police."
Me: "I'm standing on the street, Einstein, but I'm leaving anyway. Feel free to call them and waste their time."
Then it was over. What a jerk this guy was. I tried being polite, but evidently his white trash DNA prevents him from being a decent human being. If he would have shot my dog I'd have beat him to death with the butt of his on gun. This... my friends, is how those so called "my neighbor shot my dog" type stories happen. Always one fvcking asshole out there.
Update- The update is at the bottom of the thread. If you can't find it then tough sh!t
Ok, I give in:
Hah! I'll be damned if it didn't happen again today. I went to the petstore yesterday, and bought my puppy an Auburn University collar. I had it on for a good fit, but evidently the slack part was able to come loose last night while I was asleep. I took her out today and boom she had the collar off and took off. I chased her right back to the same guy's house. He was actually nice this time, and said he was sorry for being a jerk the other day. He told me his wife had been gone for months because her father was sick, and that he wrecked his only car. He said he doesn't have a job or car, so he sits at home and watches the satellite. He had his dogs outside today(Yellow Lab and a Shephard), and he actually invited me up on his porch to "sit and talk, cause I ain't got nobody to talk to." I stayed for about 2 or 3 minutes just to placate the guy, and then left because I didn't want my dog to get away again. I'm actually about to vomit right now, because I ate right before she got off the leash. I had to chase her for about 20 minutes, so I am sick to my stomach.
Him: "You need to get that mutt off my property."
Me: "Sir, that's what I'm trying to do"
Him: "I'm going to shoot it if you don't get it off my property in 5 minutes."
Me: "Sir, if you touch my dog with a single finger I'll have to hit you back."
Him: "Don't threaten me boy, I'm old enough to be yer Daddy."
Me: "Sir, I'm not THREATENING you, but I'm trying to get my dog off your property like you asked."
Him: "Hurry up."
At this point he disappears back into his house for a few minutes, and I'm trying unsuccessfully to lure my dog away with treats, or catch her on the run.
He appears again:
Him: "Did you get that mutt yet?"
Me: "No, I'm still working on it as you can see."
Him: "I'm going to call animal control and have that mutt impounded."
Me: "Listen here c0cksucker, my patience with you is wearing thin. I'm sorry my dog picked your shit-ass house to meander over to, but evidently she was looking for a low-rent place to defecate."
Him: "Ain't nobody going to be a smartass to me on my own property."
That's when my dog decides to gamely walk up to me, and I am able to grab her leash.
The rest:
Him: "Good get your mutt and leave."
Me: "Are you always this much of a pretentious asshole, or do your white-trash genes just force you to be a POS?"
Him: "Get the fvck out of here, I'm calling the police."
Me: "I'm standing on the street, Einstein, but I'm leaving anyway. Feel free to call them and waste their time."
Then it was over. What a jerk this guy was. I tried being polite, but evidently his white trash DNA prevents him from being a decent human being. If he would have shot my dog I'd have beat him to death with the butt of his on gun. This... my friends, is how those so called "my neighbor shot my dog" type stories happen. Always one fvcking asshole out there.
Update- The update is at the bottom of the thread. If you can't find it then tough sh!t
Ok, I give in:
Hah! I'll be damned if it didn't happen again today. I went to the petstore yesterday, and bought my puppy an Auburn University collar. I had it on for a good fit, but evidently the slack part was able to come loose last night while I was asleep. I took her out today and boom she had the collar off and took off. I chased her right back to the same guy's house. He was actually nice this time, and said he was sorry for being a jerk the other day. He told me his wife had been gone for months because her father was sick, and that he wrecked his only car. He said he doesn't have a job or car, so he sits at home and watches the satellite. He had his dogs outside today(Yellow Lab and a Shephard), and he actually invited me up on his porch to "sit and talk, cause I ain't got nobody to talk to." I stayed for about 2 or 3 minutes just to placate the guy, and then left because I didn't want my dog to get away again. I'm actually about to vomit right now, because I ate right before she got off the leash. I had to chase her for about 20 minutes, so I am sick to my stomach.
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