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Notice to the woman in the pet store today:

Please do not touch my dog. You came over, and without asking, decided to pet him. Under normal circumstances, (with less arrogant people) this is generally ok. However, offering him a treat without asking me before you gave it to him (or knowing what food allergies he has, if any - and he does) and then proceeding to physically push his little bottom and back legs down, repeatedly, forcing him into a 'sit' position when he wouldn't listen to you just about got you a kick in the face from me.

You don't know this, because you didn't ask, but my dog had hip surgery a year and a half ago, which took 6 months to heal from. Which cost me $1,800. Which will, eventually, according to the vet, come back to haunt him in his old age. I don't need some idiot with an authority complex pushing down on his back and hips over and over again, fucking him up worse. I further don't need attitude from you when I kindly point this out. I've known my dog for 3 years.. you've known him for three minutes. Who the fuck are you to start a pseudo training session in the middle of the pet shop with MY dog?

I realize he's excitable. And he stands up to greet you, instead of sitting. And he's hyper. But he's also less than 20 pounds. If he were a Pit Bull or a German Shepherd, I would train him to sit when greeting people. I don't, because he's MY dog, and I LIKE HIM this way. I like him excited and crazy. He listens to ME. You came up to us, remember, we were minding our own business. He didn't randomly jump on you.. I would never allow that. He was calmly sitting by me when you approached... and, by the way, when you're trying to train a dog not to jump, maybe don't wave a treat around in his face, back and forth, teasing him and inviting it. A treat, which you shouldn't have even offered him without clearing it with me. Had that treat had peanut butter in it, and had you offered it to my Pug instead of my Griffon, we'd be spending the rest of the weekend at Dove Lewis Animal Hospital, treating him for a severe allergic reaction, and I'd be taking it out of YOUR ass.

Next time, please just pass us by if you see us in the pet store. I really don't want to be arrested for kicking the living shit out of you - that tends to ruin the weekend.