Why I hate humans...

...and love dogs.

seriously.

so i'm driving to work this morning through my happy little neighborhood in northwestern Queens, NYC, heading up some side street on my way to the Long Island Expressway, and out of no where i see this cute girl walking her dog at a pretty fast pace, and heading right toward the intersection i'm about to cross.

now i've got the green light. clear as day. not the "red turning to green so gun it off the line" kind of green or the "whoa, it's about to turn red so gun it" kind of green, but the steady green that's been there for a minute and she clearly has the big red DO NOT WALK symbol right in her face.

so i hit my horn a little bit - a "toot toot" kind of "hey, i hope you're paying attention" kind of honk, because that little bitty cute and happy tail-waggin' oblivious to life's concerns dog - and i love dogs like no one's business - is just scampering about and heading into the street because, well, he's a happy tail-waggin' oblivious to life's concerns kind of dog.

and she stops suddenly, pulls back on the leash, and gives me the nastiest, angriest, full-of-indignation look while mouthing "HONK! HONK!" and slamming down on some faux steering wheel horn that is apparently hovering in mid-air.

well FUCK her. i shoulda hit the skank whore and taken home that little bitty cute and happy tail-waggin' oblivious to life's concerns dog, because, quite frankly, she doesn't deserve him. :o)

and THAT is why i hate humans...but love dogs.