People who bring their dogs out with them while they go shopping are the worst. Just leave your dog at home, especially when it’s hot outside. But if you do decide to bring your pooch along while you run errands, don’t leave them in the car with the windows closed for half an hour. Especially if you live in a densely populated area like Somerville, because someone’s gonna see it and you’re probably gonna end up on Turtleboy. From the Somerville News Weekly:
Was she going shopping or duck hunting?
Girlfriend looks like she got into a fight with a bottle of bleach before leaving the house.
And OF COURSE she was driving an electric Prius (which she was charging while leaving the dog in the hot car) too.
A self-victimizing white woman in her 20’s, driving a Prius at Somerville. I’m guessing she wasn’t on her way home from a Trump rally.
So many great Becky lines.
“I’m having a panic attack.”
If you’re a basic bitch who lives in Brighton and forces your dog to drive around with you, there’s a 99% chance you regularly use the words “panic attack” and/or “my anxiety” whenever you find yourself in a bind.
“It’s not 90 degrees in there!”
Bitch, are you a thermometer? The guy with “ANIMAL CONTROL” written on his shirt tested the temperature three times. How are people not aware that just because it’s not 90 degrees outside doesn’t mean it’s capable of being 90 degrees inside a car?
When she realized she was in trouble she tried to put on the charm.
“This is my dog Bubble. I love Bubble so much.”
Bubble secretly hates you, and so do the police.
Her reasoning for not leaving the dog at home was the most self-congratulatory white girl reason ever.
“He’ll cry if I leave him at home, he loves to be around me all the time.”
No, he’ll cry if he gets baked to death in a hot car. Girl, trust me, nothing in the animal kingdom loves to be around you for more than 10 minutes.
The cops and ACO gave her a break and let her take her dog home without so much as a citation, but she couldn’t just walk away because her primary concern was…..
“You don’t have, like, any grounds to judge me, that way.”
Trust me Felicia, they have lots of grounds to judge you. You’re a shitty owner who likes the idea of walking around with a cute little dog, but you don’t actually care about the well being of your dog. And judge you, I will. Can we get a turtle rider to run those plates? 5ZK 513.
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