About Me

Frisco, Texas, United States
I'm a middle-aged, bitter, divorced woman making every day a great day. I have two grown children.

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Pet Shaming

I haven't blogged in a long time. I've been busy and my office moved so I now commute about two hours a day. Horrible commute, but my job pays well, good insurance and vacation plan. The bonus is that I like what I do, and I truly adore about half of my team. LOL.

Nick and I live with my daughter's two cats and my son's Rottweiler. I love them all. Just a side note, kids in their teens do not need animals that will outlive their time at home with mom when their apartments charge deposits, pet rent, and don't allow 'mean' dogs. And, they can't afford the vet and grooming bills.

We live in a historic district with no HOA. Woot woot. So our house came with a chain link fence in the front yard. I find that bizarre, but it also allows us to let our dog out front. It also makes people NOT come to our door which is an added bonus.

So my dog loves to run outside when joggers, cyclists, and dogs walk by which is all day long.

So we have been dog shamed. When a dog walks by, my son's 96-lb Rottie Mix goes ballistic (even though her tail is wagging). Well, this young, perky, in-shape lady walks her BEAUTIFUL Golden Retriever by the house every day. While our dog is pacing/running the yard and barking, she looks at her dog and puts her fingers to her mouth (in a shhhs manner) and that dang dog prances by, rolls it's eyes at me,  and doesn't make a sound. It makes me and the Rottie looks like white trash. Urgh.