Sam in the Sun

Well, we’ve gone and done something wholly egregious. So much so that we have become the almost anti-Christ of the neighborhood. What have we done that’s so horrific, you ask? We posted a sign. Not just any sign. A sign that reads: Those two sentences have caused an uproar larger than a Mormon leaving the Tabernacle. People mutter not-so-nice comments. They glare at us. People whose dogs aren’t with them now walk across our lawn as if to say, “As a human I can do more damage.” No, you can’t, unless you intentionally go to the bathroom on our lawn, or in some way vandalize our property. I love dogs. I’m not going into how much because then it will sound like justification, as in making some homophobic comment and adding, “Some of my best friends are gays.” Truth is, dogs are fine. I just can’t stand some of their owners. As the saying goes, “One bad apple can spoil the whole bunch,” and one bad dog owner can ruin it for everyone....