So I get home today. It's really nice out, so I'm sitting outside, eating ice cream, normal spring-type things.

When this woman comes jogging down my street, wearing long spandex and a look that looks like she's willing to punch anyone that looks at her through one side of their face.

My neighbours have a dog. It barks at random passerby, but due to the electric fence, he can't leave their lawn.

Apparently said spandex-lady did not know this.

She jogs down, sees the dog barking, and immediately yells at our neighbour,

"Please call your dog!"

To which our neighbour cleverly and honestly responds,

"I can't. He won't come if I call him."

So the dog-woman finds it appropriate to repeat her previous exclamation/order. And my neighbour responds the same way.

So she jogs back up the street.

And, unfortunately, comes back down, shouting her now-signature battle cry.

When my neighbour refuses her service once more, she blurts this,

"If you do not call your dog off, I will call the Sheriff's department!"

My neighbour has a few more clever one-liners in her bag of tricks, so she retaliates,

"Go ahead. It's my property, and he can do whatever he wants on it!"

Silence.

Followed by another triumphant round of,

"Please call your dog!"

After which the spandex-loving dog-woman jogs back up the street.

This is the part where I swallowed half of my ice cream laughing. My sister got concerned.

But only for a second.