Shitlording with my Mom I took my newborn and my dog for a visit to my parents' place today. They live near a really nice dog park - I used to bring my parents' dogs there all the time when I still lived at home. Since it was a gorgeous day today (34°C - that's about 93 in Freedom Units) I asked my mom if she wanted to go for a walk in the park with me, the baby, and the dogs. She said sure, and we all drove to the park. The park itself is completely fenced in so that you can let your dog off-leash. There's a paved path that runs the perimeter of the park, with picnic tables and benches scattered along the path. We let the dogs loose, and my mom and I walked the path a few times with the baby in his buggy. There was only one other dog in the park besides our 3 - and it was owned by a 280+ pound ham. The ham wasn't watching its dog at all; instead, the dog was trying to cause trouble with our dogs while the ham sat on one of the benches in the shade. Irritated, my mom turns to me and says, "that's why we're skinny and she's so fat; because we actually came here to exercise, not just sit on our asses." Go mom. We left shortly after because the ham's dog was trying to instigate trouble with our dogs, and of course the stupid ham wasn't doing anything about it. Hams ruin everything, especially the dog park.