Story time The other day there was a post detailing an average day for a barista at starbeetus, and the habits they see of their hamplanet customers. I had mentioned in this thread that starbeetus employees get on my last nerve when they offer my dog what is called a "puppicino" which is literally a cup or more of whipped cream.  Don't get me wrong- for a treat, he may have some (preferably raw) milk. But he's not allowed to have lots of salt or sugar, and definitely no corn syrup. He's a purebred Doberman, and I'm not trying to kill his inbred ass prematurely.  Well anyways, this reminded me of a plethora of stories of fats feeling like they can just feed him willy nilly. Skinny people literally always ask me if its ok to feed him this or that. And if I say no, they drop it. Fat people also have a tendency to yell at me when I bike my dog around, telling me they feel bad for him, he looks miserable, or he needs water. It's always fat women and usually they're drunk. They really have the audacity to start yelling at me in front of everyone, as if any dog doesn't love and adore being ran every single day. And my dog can run literally 10 miles if he's jogging and not need a break, so long as it's not boiling hot. One time we went to an off-road race/hill climb, so the only food was of the fried or sugary variety. Fat rednecks galore, as we were about 40 minutes outside of Reno. A portly man with his chubby kids came up to pet my dog whom I bring everywhere I can; they each had some fried chicken, sodas, cotton candy, etc. The dad just started throwing my dog fried chicken, talking about how great he looks. I told him I don't allow my dog to eat food like that. Out of embarrassment, surely, he sneers and laughs and says, "it's just a dog" and continues throwing him the fried chicken. That really ticked me off, but I laughed lightly and politely explained that the preparation and specifically the breading has too much oil and salt. Told him if he had some raw bison in his pocket I'd be happy to let him continue.  It was awkward but hilarious because his human children were inhaling the nastiest food available and here I am seeming snooty,  telling them their food isn't good enough for my animal. Lol, I'll never forget the look on his face. He clearly was taken aback, but not taken aback enough to consider that he was poisoning his own children and in so doing depriving them of enjoyable things in life.  Sadly, his kids seemed like the exchange went in one ear and out the other. Who knows though.