Don't you hate it when people who obviously don't know what they're talking about insist on voicing their opinions AND are convinced they are awesome?
Anyone with me?
You see, a while ago, I met this one friend of my mom's and her 'tard boyfriend's. They always say great things about him and his family, so I was going into this thinking this was some great family ... well, I had Frida with me (this was before Lucca's time), so the conversation turned to dogs... and then the guy starts talking about how he used to have a bull terrier and BRAGS about FIGHTING the dog!!
how he made her aggressive and then would let her lose to attack when they saw a group of dogs in the street (probably homeless, but who knows!)!!!! and he was all smiles and pride and somehow thought that was funny! I didn't even wait for him to finish the story, just shook my head, gave him a glare and walked away. Later I told my mom that no decent person would fight dogs and therefore I couldn't stand his guts -so if she wants me to visit, she better not invite scum like that
I was reminded of this because a few days ago some guy that lives in one of the buildings on my street saw me with Lucca and approached us (can't wait for Lucca to get big and intimidate jacka**es so that they don't come near... of course, he already loves everyone -but they don't know that!). He was telling me how he used to have a saint that was 260 lbs!!
Now, he was definitely proud and bragging, and more than likely exaggerating (said the dog got so big because he was working at a restaurant and would feed him all sorts of scraps -steak, lobster, blah, blah), but that anyone would even consider that a dog getting that size is healthy, let alone good! I seriously doubt the dog was tall enough to be proportionate.
on days like that, I feel like I'm surrounded by idiots -so I spend the day inside with my dogs and cat
ever have anything like this happen??
**modified because I wasn't sure if I could say -write- that here!**