So, just maybe
snapping like an angry turtle getting annoyed at Jack's friend who was scared of Jones was kind of mean... but come on - a chihuahua?
There I was, trying to have a conversation with the pool man, and I had to excuse myself to tend to the shrieking 11 year old... the one paralyzed by fear... because Jones was in the living room! On the couch! And holy cripes, looking at him!
And maybe I was all,
"Shut the F*ck Up!" "Oh for God's sakes, just walk by the dog already!"
But I said it with a big smile to try and convey that I wasn't really annoyed, merely offering direction.
Do not be afraid leettle boy, I mean jou no harm...