I get the very same vibe from dogs. Sneaky little bastards. I like them, but.....
Cody, the collie next door, is McKinley's best friend.
But you know, around here, we don't have much dog problem most of the time.
Dogs are not allowed off leashes outside the yard, period, and when they get loose, you're in trouble or they're dead, and it seems to really put the onus on the dog parents.
I once had a pitbull visiting next door, that got loose and attacked Current. I attacked him, barehanded, and then his owner. Current survived, but was catatonic for a while.
If someone's attack dog, like Mr Mow-It-All's, was in my yard twice, I would kill it. Period. And then think about him.
So you never see many roamers, here. People with bad dogs know they're going to be paying for them, from the County, or they'll be dead.
You have to pay to let a dog bark.
You have a live trap and you're scared of what to do if you catch him? Isn't that a little girlish (sorry, Ish) for a modern Southern woman?
I just threw a towel over it and carried him off. It's for their own good, you sissy-butt.
Pansy.
You're a pansy. |
