I have found the mecca to which I belong. Crazy people EVERYWHERE. Some woman outside (while I was urgin' my dog to use the restroom facilities, aka the bushes) told me that Willa wouldn't pee there because of the smell. She had a thick polish accent and kept saying smell. I was like "yeah, but she only goes there, she's new to the city, don't understand the place yet" and the woman looked at me cross eyed and then said, "you are excused" dismissing me with a wave of her hand. Weird.
Doesn't help that I live next to an elderly home. And Caprini Green aka the ghetto. There are also hella expensive and wealthy people around who chat with me at the dog park. Appartly having a dog automatically means I must be social with anyone and everyone who cares to chat. The conversation rarely veers from topics of pets, but i suppose it's a starting point.
There's a police officer here who will billy club and pepper spray ANYONE who had their dog off the leash- and without warning. I have been warned three times from people who have already had run-ins. Excellent. Something to look forward to.
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I met the guy who was on the news about being arrested for his dog/leash situation. He said he was standing on the leash (he has the tiniest innocent dog ever) and the policeman freaked out. The guy said, "there's no law about HOLDING the leash in your hand, I've got it secured" and the policemen cuffed him and took him to jail. crazy.
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