Here's the kicker...
At least for me.
Berki denies that his dog, Bailey, was abused or neglected, saying the dog sleeps inside with him every night.
"If Miss Sherman was so concerned about my dog, it would have been easy to come to my front door and speak to me directly," he said.
The silly twit could not be bothered to talk to the owner like a civilized person. She has to get freindly with the dog
for months running until she's so used to the situation that tresspassing in this guy's yard feels normal, so that opening an unlocked gate into this guy's sideyard is the same as walking in the park.
She's lucky she didn't get bitten. I'm surprised the dog didn't bark at her initialy, labs can be pretty territorial sometimes. I find it hard to believe that any dog THAT friendly to strangers is ignored/abused. Sounds like it gets lots of love and attention.
Dogs aren't stupid either. If they get cold, they complain. Howling in the middle of the night will piss off the neighbors right quick, whereupon you get police or animal control pestering you about your problem animal.
Hunters will also confirm this, it's a
Chocolate Labrador Retreiver, one of the BEST gun dogs you can get. You take them out in the winter time to hunt ducks and they happily charge into icy/freezing water to retrieve downed birds They have a nice thick, double-layer coat, and they grow a nice 'winter coat' that fills your vacuum cleaner with hairwads when the warm season arrives.
I lived in San Jose for two years. Rode my bike to work through one winter. It RARELY gets below freezing there, if it does, it's cause for local gossip and complaints on the effects on the exotic tropical plants we use in this silly state for landscaping in vast numbers.
I grew up with a boistrous black lab. In the thirteen years of that dog's life I cannot ONCE recall that dog ever being cold, even soaking wet from taking himself for a walk in the pouring rain for a couple of hours one early January. We had a storm blown down from Alaska, and it was pretty cold that week, about 35 degrees. We had to cover the orchids. The dog was goofy-happy when he came back, and soaked us all with cold muddy water when he shook-off in the house before we got to him with a towel.
That nosy ninny needs a lesson in manners. I hope she pays a STIFF fine, and I think she got off light. She could not be bothered to talk to the dog's owner, as she A) could read the guy's mind to discover his motives and the truth of the dog's situation, and B) of COURSE she knows better than any "ordinary" dog owner how to treat their pet.
The unmitigated gall. The insufferable presumption. The coarse, ill-mannered disrespect of another's judgement and lifestyle, based on nothing more than shallow wishful thinking.
Somebody really ought to call that girl's parents and ask them just what sort of a daughter they thought they were raising, as this twit barely merits the term "civilized". Maybe a lecture from Mom or Dad about how the real world works would sink in to her head, as I have no faith that running afoul of the law will do anything.
What the hell are you doing in my backyard?
Seems like such a simple question, right on the face of it. A flabbergasted exclamation, to be expected when one discovers an otherwise ordinary-looking person
contravening simple rules the rest of us learned when we were six years old!
Only in the PRK. 'Swhy we callum Blissninnies...
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