Thursday, October 26, 2017

Unbelievable. Just unfuckingbelievable. We went out walking shortly after 3 AM as we usually do before he has to work a few hours later. We were heading up from the back of the park when all of a sudden, this loud barking erupts. I was startled into a run, first thinking it was coming from over the wall and wanting to get away from the obnoxious sound. Then it hit me that it was awfully loud and close sounding to be outside the park, and I heard Tom say something. I stopped, turned around, and saw that someone’s mutt had been chasing me but stopped when Tom stopped. It took a few seconds for the thing to stop advancing and all the while I was thinking, “Come any closer and I’ll kick you. Just lunge at me and I will absolutely kick you to death, mutt.”

Seriously, had the fucking thing taken one more step towards me, I would have kicked the crap out of it, but then I’m sure Tom would have taken care of it first if it was determined to attack us like I thought it might at first. Afterward, though, he told me he was pretty sure that it wasn’t barking in an aggressive manner and that we were just a game to it much like people on bikes.

I don’t care, though. I don’t appreciate someone’s mutt charging me and barking its little ass off like that. How the hell was I supposed to know if it was going to attack or not? I don’t know this dog. My God, though, NO animal has never annoyed the fuck out of me like other people’s dogs have.

Anyway, the thing stopped when he stopped and sternly told it to go away. We heard some woman calling to it and eventually, it was smart enough to listen and back off.

First of all, the fucking thing exceeds the park’s size limitation, and secondly, why wasn’t it on a leash? I would have been absolutely terrified had I been alone, and I might have been because sometimes I do go out by myself. For a second I contemplated getting the house number and reporting them to the park, but as Tom pointed out, it’s the first time it ever happened. If it happens again, though, then you bet we’ll call the park. I’m fucking sick of people not controlling their dogs!

I wonder if it woke their neighbors up. It was quite loud. It may not be the dog’s fault that the owner was dumb enough not to put it on a leash, but maybe if someone ends up harming it if they get charged and bitten, it will teach the owner a lesson and set an example of why it’s important to control your damn dogs!

I just can’t believe it, though. I can’t fucking believe it. I’m being chased in the middle of the night by loose dogs in a gated retirement community. Wow. Just wow. Come on after me again, mutt.

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