So, I’m having dinner tonight at a restaurant, and my phone rings. I check the caller ID, and it’s my dogwalker, Nadine. Since it’s right around the time when she has Junebug out at the park in the evening during the summer (Nadine adores Junebug, and spends extra time with her when the Nethermead goes off-leash after 5 during the spring and summer), I answer the call. Nadine usually only calls when there’s been an issue, though sometimes she’ll call when Junebug has done something particularly cute.
She starts telling me that she was approached by a guy who has a Doberman and whose girlfriend has a pit bull, and these dogs play only with each other. And they play rough. Junebug has a fatal attraction to these dogs, like some annoying tagalong little sister. She’ll run along after them, but invariably she gets run off, usually by the Doberman. I’ve been afraid several times that she’ll get attacked by this dog.
But this guy got in Nadine’s face and started saying that Junebug had torn a piece out of the Doberman’s leg! I mean, come on. Junebug?
Seriously, she can’t get anywhere near these dogs without them snapping at her, and she’s never torn a chunk out of anyone.
The creepy part was, this guy followed Nadine to her car, saying that he was going to sue her. Empty threats, surely, since ooooh, big deal, dogs are property and the best you’ll do is to get a small-claims recovery for the vet bill. And that’s if they don’t laugh you out of court after I show a picture of my cat-lovin’ little 27-pound dog
who’s supposed to have badly injured a Doberman?
The thing is, another dogwalker told Nadine that this guy is psycho and has tried this scam with several other dogwalkers. So she’s filed a police report and will be on the lookout for this guy, as will I.
I dunno but that top pic has kinds of a “bwahahahaha” look to me.
Well, just my opinion, but my niece is looking a tad guilty. In sort of a “moi? bit the big dog? never!” sort of way.
Shh!
This is the Best Dog Who Ever Lived. And I’m including TJ in that.
If she turns up her nose at her food dish tonight, you’ll know she dined on Doberman earlier. If she’s hungry, she’s probably innocent.
Reminds me of some women I know who can’t keep themselves from dating the same kind of assholes.
Seriously, your dog looks vicious Zuzu. If it came at me, I’d run, run, run.
Viscous? Like the Blob?
Viscious like a munchkin.
Let’s put her to the H test….
She does look kinda guilty/devious in the first pic. What a scary creepy guy, eek.
My dog – a 23lb neurotic cockapoo – doesn’t try to play w/big dogs but for some reason thinks she can take them on. Whenever the next door nieghbors pit bull starts barking and pulling at the leash Scarlett goes nuts as if she’s saying “let me at her, let me go, I will tear her UP!!” Scarlett wouldn’t last 5 seconds against any dog except maybe a chihuahua, but in her own mind she’s a terror.
she has SUCH a kissable forehead, i want to nibble her up.
and, really…sometimes, dogs fight. it happens. unless a dog is specifically a bully*, or is too aggressive to be in a dog park, or is handled REALLY poorly, you just can’t get too upset. sounds like he’s trying to get cash out of people.
* i do NOT mean bully breed.
If his girlfriend has a pit bull, maybe HER DOG bit his, and he tries to scam other puppy-lovers into thinking their dogs attacked his.
Nevertheless, he’s a jerkass.
My friend’s fluffy cocker spaniel likes to think he can take big dogs down. It’s kind of endearing.
Aw, one look at that cute little face and no jury would ever convict. You can have the cats as character witnesses and everything: “On being questioned as to the accused’s temperment, witness coughed a hairball on prosecuting attorney’s shoes”.
I do feel compelled to point out that she looks like that because I pointed the Big Flashy Thing in her face.