Today I've come to develop an even deeper, darker hatred for crocs than I've ever had before...It all started when, as I was innocently taking my wonderful yet slightly insane mutt for a walk, he excitedly lurched forward towards an old lady and attacked her ugly shoe, as usual thinking it's all one huge amusing game as she freaked out and started viciously lurching back at my dog when I grabbed the leash and yanked him back to safety.
I tried to sort of just quickly disappear, but the next thing I know she starts shouting at me, and as I whirl around, Angus lurches forward again and the evil woman actually HITS him with her basket. I almost swear, but she beats me to it, throwing a huge fannywobble over the *gasp!* *horror!* teeny little hole Angus made in her croc. God, the whole thing is FULL of holes, it's a CROC.
"Do you have ANY idea how much these are WORTH?!" (NOH! REALLY? Doesn't look like much, granny)
"They're Mary Janes!" (um, is that supposed to make them look better?)
"Where do you live, young lady?! I want a new pair!" (god, woman, the dog was doing you a favour)
My mother's a pushover, she's actually gonna pay the old bat. I'd just be like: "fuck off, you can't MAKE me pay. My dog did it, not me. Does he look like he's got any cash on him?"
Usually I'm nice to old ladies. But attacking my dog with a basket definately does not put you in my good books. Being so obsessed with shoes as ugly as crocs doesn't exactly do the job either.
All I've got to say is, I'm proud of my little Angus. He knows a bitch with bad taste when he sees one.
x
P.S. About that photo of my dog - no, there is not something wrong with him. He just sort of got himself stuck in the mosquito net and pulled his face in a funny position XD
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