My blood pressure is way up. Tonight at the park the kids, Gunner, and I were walking on some of the trails. A man riding a bike rode past us slowly and stared at Gunner. It kind of made me nervous so we kept walking without saying anything. Then I heard him stop and he called "How much you want for him?" I said "excuse me?" He said "Your doberman. I got cash. 100? 200?" I shook my head, "He's not for sale" and started to keep walking. This dude FOLLOWS me refusing to give up. "Okay, how about 300?" I looked him square in the eye because at this point I was pissed. My 5 year old was freaking out yelling, "Mommy, please don't sell Gunner!" He has a behaviour disorder and is very attached to Gunner so I know he was getting really upset. I stared at the man and very firmly said, "He's NOT for sell." The man laughed and said, "Everything has a price...I've been wanting a big mean dog like that." Okay, that sent me over the edge and Gunner was getting tense too. I picked up my phone and called 911. By this point I was really afraid. We were in a secluded spot, this man was dressed like a thug, and he clearly wasn't respecting what I said. I was alone with two young kids, and I had enough. The man freaked when he heard what I was doing, cursed at me, and rode off. I gave the cops a good description of him so hopefully he won't bother anyone else. I swear what is wrong with people?!