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Mr. Grouchy Pants-Barks and Bytes
Warning, there are some bad cuss words coming your way if you choose to read this. You’ve been warned.
Two weeks ago we had an encounter with a neighbor I’m calling Mr. Grouchy Pants.
Okay, technically he’s not my immediate neighbor (he lives two streets down.)
Okay and maybe, just maybe he wasn’t exactly grouchy, but our encounter left me feeling very disgruntled.
Here’s what happened.
I went home at lunch to take Sampson and Delilah for their walk. My boss was gone so I figured I could take a few extra minutes and walk the dogs around the block. Plus it was a lovely day and I didn’t want to go back to work. 🙂
We approach this house and I notice the garage door is open and I hear a car start up. I surmise a person is backing out of the driveway so I move the dogs off to the side so the person can back out.
Mr. Grouchy Pants (humor me, okay?) is facing us on the road and motions for me to walk forward.
I smile and shake my head and use my hand to motion him to go first. In retrospect if I knew what was coming I would have made a different hand motion, but I was clueless.
So Mr. Grouchy Pants pulls forward and stops next to me. Thankfully I had the good sense to tighten Sampson’s leash as he has a tendency to want to jump up on cars to say hello. Delilah having received her treat is sitting patiently on the grass.
Mr. Grouchy Pants rolls down his window and says, “What’s going on?”
I smile, shake my head and reply, “Nothing.”
The Mr. Grouchy Pants says, “Well I don’t like the dogs on my lawn.”
I very politely say, “I’m sorry. I stopped them so you could back out of your driveway.”
“Oh, okay.” He responds and drives off.
I couldn’t believe it. I’m shocked. Stunned. Hurt. I won’t lie. I cried. I felt like he had slapped me.
First, my dogs were just sitting there. They weren’t tearing his lawn up and they certainly weren’t pooping there.
Second, we have no sidewalks in our neighborhood and so the town has about five feet on each lawn (give or take) for a right of way. I’m assuming this is in case they decide to install sidewalks. So technically my dogs weren’t on HIS lawn.
Then I got pissed and thought, what I should have said was, “Oh I’m sorry, I stopped the dogs so YOU could back up, but don’t worry, that won’t happen again. The next time you can hit me you grouchy old fuck and then I’ll sue your grumpy old ass and own your house and my dogs can stand wherever the fuck they want.”
And then I thought a whole bunch of other things. Like ways to make his life miserable, but then I remembered our friend Karma. She’s a real bitch. Besides who needs that negative Juju?
What do you think? Am I over reacting?
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A Win for Sampson – Barks and Bytes
Sampson is a social dog. If you ask my husband, he’ll say we socialized him too well. The minute he spies dog or person, he’s a dog on a mission.
If it’s a dog, he barks, yips and lunges trying to get to the other dog.
If it’s a person, he roos at them and pulls towards them. If they pass him by without acknowledgement he’s slightly dejected, but he will try again the next time he sees them. He just doesn’t give up.
Take the woman up the road who always seemed to be out working in her yard as we passed by. After a couple of days of rooing at her, one day she spoke to him. Three days later she pet him.
That’s a win in Sampson’s book.
Of course there are some folks that are just dog people and it really takes little to no effort on Sampson’s part. Take last Tuesday. I took the day off to spend with Sampson while Delilah had her dental surgery.
Sampson wanted to head a certain way on our walk and I let him go. It was not typically a way I would take him because we would be walking along a busy road and there were sidewalks only part of the way. Still it wasn’t a busy part of the day, so I figured why not. I knew it was a bit of a longer walk than Sampson is used to, but I thought if we take our time we’ll do okay.
About 25 minutes into a 40 minute walk he saw her. She was crossing the street to put something in her mailbox, he roo, roo, roo’d and before you know it, Sampson was getting loved on and she and I were talking on the side of the road.
After a few minutes, Sampson got tired of waiting and pulled up a spot on the ground. He lay there patiently waiting, just enjoying the day.
We chatted for about 15 minutes, which was just long enough for Sampson to catch his breath enough to continue his walk.
Do you think Sampson is over socialized? Is that even possible?
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