Bitches

The chick downstairs is finally moving out, and taking her yappy fucking dog with her.

For the record, I have zero problem with dogs in general.  I have a very big problem with people who own pets (well, and this goes for children too) and don’t take care of them, train them, or discipline them.  And for whatever reason, college girls too busy or too stupid to do any of those things tend to be the ones with the dogs around here.

For example, my neighbor is gone for large portions of the day, which is fine.  But she’s also gone for large portions of the night, which is not fine when your dog barks constantly because you’re not there to let it out/feed it/reassure it that you’re not dead.  Granted, I’ve seen worse.  My last apartment was inside a building, and the girl across the hall owned a dog that whined and yipped all day when she was at work.  All fucking day.  For 10 straight hours, every day.  I left notes; I got no response.  I finally took to launching shoes at her door, which would shut the poor animal up for a while.  Cruel?  Probably.  But no worse than keeping a dog in a tiny apartment alone for 10 hour spans.

It’s also an issue when you’re too goddamn lazy to walk your dog.  PEOPLE.  DOGS NEED TO BE WALKED FOR EXERCISE, NOT JUST TO SHIT.  Ms. Downstairs just opens the back door and lets her dog loose to shit wherever our minimal amount of green space allows.  In the building behind mine there’s a half-basement parking garage with large open spaces facing us.  I’ve watched at least three different people consistently lower their dogs, unleashed, over the rail to do their business between the garage and our lot.  Directly across the street from that building is a large greenspace; these people just don’t want to bother.  And it’s not only that they won’t bother to walk their dogs or clean up after them, it’s that they let them run loose in a space where they could easily run off or get hurt.  When children are treated that way, it’s considered neglectful and abusive.

It’s not about legal or social expectations, it’s that you are responsible for the well-being of another living thing.  If you don’t understand what that entails, or you can’t or won’t be bothered to be in that position, you don’t need a pet.

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About ducksarebitches

I'm a painter, a drummer, a student, and currently unemployed. I also appreciate cats and a bit of light debauchery, but not at the same time or for the same reasons.
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