Very bummed out at the moment. In fact, been crying most of the day. I had some neighbors raid my complex's community garden and their dogs pottied all over my lawn. When I asked them to observe the leash law they basically told me off in the most heinous way. Really hurt my feelings. Apparently they have zero respect for fellow humons and have no problem saying so. I can't remember the last time someone wished me dead--my exes don't even hold that kind of animosity toward me. On the up-side, they did call me Satan's Spawn (which I took as a compliment compared to all the other crap they called me). I wasn't even remotely rude. I LOVE their dogs and was petting them the entire time. I tried to talk about how they (butthole humans who don't even live here) take advantage of our apartment complex and how we could resolve that, and also that some of our elderly residents were afraid of their dogs (who will chase people down with hackles up and teeth bared), and, that as a former dog trainer I could help with that too. I was laughed at and summarily dismissed (after being physically shoved by the female bully in the group). What is happening to this world?

On an even sadder note, while walking my own dogs through the dark woods this evening I came across a horrifically injured peeper (frog/toad). I think I was the one who actually mortally wounded him by stepping on him. By the time I decided to go back and humanely euthanize him, he was gone. I feel perfectly horrible. I waited, hoping against hope that his injury was survivable, but I have no doubt it wasn't. By the time I decided to do the 'right' thing, he had likely wandered off under some leaves somewhere to die.

Boy do I feel like crap. :(