Re: Laws on Dogs
Some dog owners give the rest of us a bad name.
I have a neighbor who has had a number of dogs he's failed to properly control. The first was a little yippie dog that was cute, but always loose. Mom and dad would never chase after it, so it was always up to the kids and their friends to go after it. These kids and their friends were pretty young, certainly too young to be chasing a dog through neighborhood streets unsupervised. One night my wife and I were coming home from a night out and saw the dog in the street in front of our house. I drove right up to it before turning into my driveway and said, "That dog is going to get hit." Sure enough, right as I park in the garage and get out of the car, another car comes by and hits it. Poor thing makes it into a neighbor's yard and starts yelping. I run to catch the dog and comfort it while my wife runs down the street to get the owners. When she got there, it was clear the kids heard what happened, as they were standing there with looks of shock on their faces. Meanwhile, dad is completely uninterested. She had to tell him his dog was still alive so that he would come get it. The next day, his wife comes by and starts asking me questions in an accusatory tone. Hey, I caught your dog and tried to keep it calm, lady. I heard months later that they never took the dog to the vet and let it die a slow death in their garage.
They then got two dobermans. The dobermans were left outside all the time and barked incessantly. When they got a divorce and the wife moved out (she always acted like a 30 yr old teenager), the dogs were left outside until animal control came by and told him to get rid of the dogs or face charges.
Now the dude has a new girlfriend moving in and two new dogs, one for her kids and one for his. This new dog for his kids is smaller like the first dog, but once again he lets it roam free through the neighborhood, leaving the kids to chase it. It's always in the street and I'm ticked off because I don't want to be the one who has to take care of it when it gets hit and I certainly don't want my two young boys traumatized if they witness it.
Burn down the disco. Hang the blessed DJ. Because the music that he constantly plays, it says nothing to me about my life.