You know you live in the ghetto when...

Was it Colt 45 or OE? 

hahaha

or better yet, walking a doberman around the ghetto and have the thugs stop you to ask for a puppy

That is too funny!!! At least she didnt find the owner of the 40 in the bush with it!!lol Then you would really be in the ghetto 

A while ago, when I first brought Einstein home, a man came to our door selling gold jewelry -- he spoke no english, but I was able to speak enough spanish to understand what he was asking.  Before he left, he was admiring Einstein (who was standing there wagging his tail, of course).  He asked me why my dog didn't growl!  Quick as I could, I said "because I told him not to". 

Of course, if that guy came to the door now Einstein would have a cow and would sound like he was going to break the door! 

HOley Moley -- you win!

My neighborhood is "transitional" meaning on the same street -- different blocks -- we have $800,000 houses and what look to be Section 8 houses (government subsidies).  There are more pitbulls in my neighborhood than probably anywhere else in the city of Houston. 

The lady at the shelter where I found Einstein said the percentage of dog bites is highest in my zip code (due to low percentage of neutered dogs).

But, we have very few crack dealers walking down the street (at least none that I know of).

Bloody h*ll - and I thought it was bad enough here, living within earshot of a pub that has possibly the most atonal bunch of clientelle in the whole of England when it comes to Karaoke night!

Well, to be honest, somebody did used to deal drugs round the back a few years ago, but they were so inept they got copped at some point. I used to find it highly amusing when I was taking the shar-pei out for their late night pee. The dealer used to drive around in the most pimp-@ss car I've ever seen - I think it was a 1950's convertible of some sort. As if that wasn't bad enough, you'd get his spotty geek teenager customers trying to look incognito, heading down the backs where it was dark, then coming out again 30 seconds later looking at a small package they were holding in their hands. Really inconspicuous. .. 

I wasn't too worried as the girls would have torn anybody limb from limb who looked at me the wrong way. I had this put to test twice in broad daylight, but that's a whole differnet story. The girls went into doubly protective demon dog mode after dark.