Yippy, not yippee
I don't hate dogs. But I do have a passionate dislike of some dog owners.
Selfish owners. Owners who don't clean up after their pets. Owners who run them on a long lead, blocking the footpath or, worse, cycleway. Owners who allow their pets to continuously yip-yip-yip…
My pied-à-terre in Basel is a corner flat on the fifth floor. My neighbours to the south and west both have dogs. Small dogs. Small, yappy dogs. (mad)
One in particular starts the high-pitched yip-yip-yip, and it goes on. And on. And on. It's mental torture. Doesn't the bloody thing ever get a sore throat?
I'm tempted to throw it off the balcony. I wonder if it'll bounce when it hits the ground.