i’ve turned into one of those owners
Man, after Sidney Ponson threw like a douchebag off the mound against the Yankees last night, I knew I had to get a ticket for tonight’s game. Ahh, baseball during a winter weather advisory. I don’t see how it could get any better.
Speaking of baseball (okay, not really), I got home from work last night and took Riley out to do his potty thing. As we walked outside, someone else was outside with their puppy named Tucker. Tucker’s maybe six months old and his owner didn’t have him on a leash. So, what’s that mean? Mainly, they’re violating an apartment complex rule that we all get in trouble for all the time, and it bothers me a lot because I don’t want it to get to the point where we can’t have pets. Plus, we’re entirely too close to a road where nobody pays attention to the speed limit, there are usually kids running around all over the place, there are cars coming and going in the parking lot not paying attention to random dogs running through the lot, and there are other dogs out all the time. It’s not safe to have them not on their leash during busy times.
Tucker, the unruly puppy, followed Riley and I all the way out to the street. Riley needed to pee and he’s not much for peeing with an audience. I can’t say I blame him.
Tucker’s stupid owner comes chasing him, but of course she’s chasing him with no shoes on, because, you know, it’s 34 degrees and it’s warm here. She asks if my dog bites, and even though he’s never bitten anything that moves in his life, I say, “I dunno. He might. But that’s why we have a leash rule, so we don’t have to worry about it.”
