As I was walking Enzo, a woman came out of her apartment and told me not to walk him near her apartment because there are lots of cats there and there are "a million" other places to walk him. (For those of you who have seen my place, you know that's not really true.) If she had asked nicely, I would have said okay, but she said it in that "I'm pretending to be nice but I'm really big jerk" sort of way that put her immediately at the top of my my I Hate You list.

I wonder if I can train Enzo to crap on her doorstep...

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