My Other Dog is a Rescue

Look at my rescue dog. I'm such a great person!!!!

Ok, I just have to vent about this one. In my neighborhood there are very limited areas in which to walk my beautiful dog. This FORCES me to interact with the most annoying group of people I know. I like to call them 'The Rescuers'. Now, make no mistake, I love all animals, well not cats, but I digress. Anyway, I have nothing against adopting a dog from the pound. I'm not even complaining about those people. 'The Rescuers' as I call them get more pleasure from saying their dog is a rescue than actually owning a dog.

I am so fucking sick of these morons, asking me if my dog has papers, or is she purebred. First off, I normally just tell them to suck it at that point or pretend I am hearing impaired. But every now and then, I'm not paying attention, I'm focusing on keeping my dog from being raped by some useless pitbull and I get caught off guard. So there I am, does my dog have papers, what? You know is she purebred. Well I don't know Einstein what do you think? She's a big furry golden retriever, hell I can't tell her apart from the other ones, I think they all look alike, so yes, she is pure.


douche: Oh... my dog is a rescue.

me: Ok

douche: Don't you see, I rescued him, he would have been killed if it wasn't for me

me: Congratulations, if I had a medal it would be yours

douche: I just can't believe that people go to dog breeders when there are so many that can be rescued

me: what kind of car do you drive?

douche: Landrover

me: I tell him I drive a 'rescue' '03 Corolla