"It's a hot dog!"
-Homeless woman at Holloway Avenue & Capitol Street
My dog finds things in the streets that makes me wonder how any homeless person could ever go hungry. She also runs into people that say weird things to her. This is a blog dedicated to those interactions.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Friday, August 9, 2013
This is the version of the story I heard. Eric laughed a lot while telling it.
Random woman, also a dog owner: "What's her name?"
Eric: "Bandit."
Woman: "Oh, really? That's not good. It should be Magellan."
Eric: "Bandit."
Woman: "Oh, really? That's not good. It should be Magellan."
Tweakers are definitely not afraid of those 3 little words
The following conversation happened outside of Holloway Market Liquors, and it happened within about 15 seconds.
Tweaker: "Is it a boy or a girl?"
Me: "Girl."
Tweaker: "What's her name?"
Me: "Bandit."
Tweaker (now talking to Bandit directly): "Hi, Bandit. You're so pretty. I love you."
....we start walking away....
Tweaker: "Wait, Bandit! I LOVE YOU!"
Tweaker: "Is it a boy or a girl?"
Me: "Girl."
Tweaker: "What's her name?"
Me: "Bandit."
Tweaker (now talking to Bandit directly): "Hi, Bandit. You're so pretty. I love you."
....we start walking away....
Tweaker: "Wait, Bandit! I LOVE YOU!"
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
"I will protect this house!"
For years we've been saying that Bandit may be a bit racist. She also seemingly hates children. She spends most of her days looking out the window in our second-story apartment and several times a day she manages to see someone (or something) she just doesn't like. While none of these things seem to bother her when they are up-close, they really send her over the edge when they're on a sidewalk in Ingleside. Over time I've managed to pin down her dislikes:
- Old people.
- Children, especially if they are just learning to walk. (Her freak-out meter is at its highest if a child is stumbling and giggling.)
- People that aren't white.
- Anyone yelling in a foreign language.
- Anyone on a skateboard.
- Anyone with an umbrella that's waiting for a bus.
- Plastic bags blowing in the wind.
- Barks.
- Growls.
- Wags her tail. (This confuses me.)
- Points her front, right paw.
- Jumps off of the window seat in the living room and runs into the bedroom to see the same thing from the window behind the bed.
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