[dog owner life] burn quietly with a loathing for rural towns

so copper escaped again by moving the rocks i'd put down in front of the hole that i thought would be too heavy for a pom but were clearly not

and as i was outside looking for him, some people poked their heads outside to ask if i was looking for a dog matching his description

but when i said yes, the woman said "yeah he passed by here and went up that way, and Matt said he'd just go back home"

i go the way she says and what do i see up the hill? a dog outside on a leash

whereupon i immediately exprience a brief spurt of panic because copper is the fucking idiot who tried to take on a dog three times his size and lost and had to be taken to the vet when his side got torn open

i hate people who keep their dogs outside. i hate people who don't do anything. i hate everything about this situation and am now even more worried for this fucking idiot

at least the owner of That dog said that copper only apparently sniffed near a trailer... and then looped right back around to the house i'd just left

so i have no idea where he is and why did this have to happen on a day where i am horrifically cramping

That's terrible.

it's pissing me off, that's for certain

it's this infuriating rural town apathy where it'll just ~sort itself out~ because people here don't seem to think about shit like assholes running over dogs, or dogs getting into fights, or one of the many wild animals that fuck around here attacking a domestic pet

he's back

i'm so glad that i was in the computer room trying to find the car/mail keys

(hilariousy enough to try and look for him)

that's most of my late morning spent, cool