So I think I did a bad thing this morning. This terror of an 8-year-old girl I got roped into watching in the mornings (fucking 7am) told me they are taking her beautiful German Sheppard puppy to the pound because "momma said she's too wild and she is going to live there until she's older and calms down."
Now, I had just spent 45 minutes telling this kid to get her ass out of bed (while she argued) on two hours of sleep and her mother hasn't paid me in two weeks, so I was feeling pretty loathsome to her at the moment. I blurted out: "What? No thats retarded, you can't get you dog back, they'll kill her."
She then goes into her whole "Nu uh, momma said..." speech (complete with an annoying hick accent). I then told her, very matter-of-factly how animal shelters work. She sat there the whole time stroking her dogs head with her eyes as wide as saucers.