Okay… just about to make myself very unpopular no doubt but frankly: “Dogs, in a domestic setting….why?!
To explain…. IMHO there are three types of dogs in domestic settings. Those who are well controlled and do as their owners bid and cause no problems: just like the three Labradors which live in the end house and which their owner takes for a walk each morning…well they walk, he does in his mobility scooter. They are no trouble at all.
Then there are the “status dogs”. You know the type: “Hard dogs for Hard Men….” Apart from the fact that while the dog could rip your face off, the bloke owning it is likely to be out of their face on dope, out of work and out of brain cells. Sadly, this being the home of the Staffie, just about every second dog around here is one of them. Why do they upset me so? Well last evening I had to chase one of the little f8cks off of my land where it was chasing one of my cats. No doubt if it had caught the cat it would have killed it. So, out with a hammer I went , (actually I went armed only with an angry look upon my face) only for the dog to run back to its thick necked owner…..actually no, back to the 8 year old who was out at 10pm walking it on her own. Like WTF.
Finally, there are the “yappers” like Digger from two doors down. Digger is another dog who has chased my cats and resulted in a verbal fight between me and its owners and them not talking to me since….its been lovely. The subject of todays rant however, it the useless lump of fur which lives in the houses behind ours. It owners seem not to care for it so its thrown into the garden at any time, night or day, rain or shine to yap away until it can yap no more. Not the dogs fault, I can hear you say….well yes I will concede that but after being woken up at 4am this morning due to its yapping, it’s hard to want to do anything other than a major operation to remove it’s voice box.
So, dogs in a domestic setting. Unless you can care, control and keep your mutt quiet, don’t have them!
Regards Ian….staff member to 5 domestic cats and feeder of five strays, all of whom have been trained to poo in Diggers owners’ front garden while he is watching but is behind their gates so can’t chase them.