So yesterday I am walking my two tiny chihuahuas, who weigh less than 10 lbs together, on Montana and 17th in Santa Monica.
As I turn a corner to take a short cut through the library parking lot there is an old mexican man who looks like he is reading the gas meter for the library.
He proceeds to freak out, pushing himself up against the wall as if my dogs are attacking him. Keep in mind my chihuahuas have no idea this man is even there, we are a good 8 feet away from him.
After we walk past I hear this old man yell, “MURDERS!”
Okay WTF?!
I look at him and say as politely as possible, “Excuse me?”
“In my country those dogs kill 50 children a year, including my son!” This crazy man yells at me!
At this point I am pissed!
My dogs are not even aggressive, not even barking at him, or trying to get smell him. This pansy of a man waits until we walk by so he can run and jump in his van and yells such horrible words about such innocent animals.
I yell back at him. “I doubt my chihuahuas who live in Santa Monica have ever killed a living being, including your son.”
This crazy old man KEEPS yelling at me! “They are MURDERS and you are evil for having them!”
I just cant walk away from this confrontation so I tell the man that, “If my chihuahuas were actually evil I would let them lose so they would kill scum like you. If you want to come to MY neighborhood and yell horrible things at my dogs and myself then be prepared for the consequences!”

I got his van license plate number and filled a complaint with the Santa Monica Police.
I hope that asshole get deported and eaten by a pack of wild dogs.

My half brother was murdered and robbed by mexicans. Does this now give me the right to call call mexicans MURDERS when I see them on the street?

Some people are just so out of their f*cking minds it drives me crazy.

Its situations like that when it is hard to remember that karma will soon find that bitter and obviously senile old man!