“Don’t you know you’re supposed to keep him on a leash? He’s supposed to have a muzzle!” Ugly bitch. She was the one who needed a leash. I yelled at her, unable to contain myself: “Don’t you have any sense? When you start shouting, you frighten the child, the child cries, and you both frighten the dog, which is why he’s barking! Action and reaction, shit, action and reaction! You should put a muzzle on yourself!”
