Yo, you that live in oregon.
You have a leash law, this means, in plain english, keep your goddamn dog under control.
This does not mean let the dog run across the street and tarerize the fuck out of us guidedog users and there dogs, and then scream at me, when I’d had enough and I grab the little football sized shit by the scruff of his little neck and march over and toss him, with all do force back into your front yard.
I asked you nicely to get control of your dog, classmates asked you, the instructors asked you, then I got physical and *made* you control your dog.
It may not have been the smartist move I’ve made, but everyone was sick of it.
Leash your dog, or next time, someone’s gonna probably blow it’s head off, and I’ll laugh.
