I'm not always so good with faces

[conuly]

So all I really recall of those people who were not feeding Finn or taking care of him is a general impression of yelling.

This is very awkward, as I never know when the next neighbor I don't recognize is really them.

So today I'm walking the dogs, and two people carrying a fluffy pomeranian are staring at me. Is that them? Who the hell knows, but it can't be, right? Last time they bumped into any of us, they screamed their stupid heads off!

All the same, when I got home I asked Eva if she could provide a physical description. "Well, there's an annoying little girl who's a jerk, and an annoying boy who's an ass- a butthole, and...."

Not helpful, Eva!

"Also, they recently got a new dog, a pomperanian...."

GOD DAMN IT!

I better dig out those adoption papers just in case.

God, I wish they'd just move already, to some place that doesn't allow pets.