The weedy field in question. With the dog in question. Goldie was digging in her favorite place, a huge, weedy field down by the harbor. It has never been developed and isn't fenced, so it has turned into a de facto dog park, frisbee field and place to hang out and drink a beer or six by the water (gauging from the number of beer bottles in the weeds).
A lady with a beagle on a leash walked up.
"Oh, he found something, did he?" (people always assume Goldie is a boy because she is big. Sexism ahoy.)
"No, she just likes to dig. She rarely finds anything," I replied.
"Molly says," said the lady, nodding toward the beagle, "'My mommy doesn't let me dig on other people's property.'"
Oh yes she did. She quoted her dog to make a passive-aggressive dig at me for letting my dog behave like a hooligan. I stood there, dumbfounded.
My question is this: What should I have said that Goldie said in response to her dog, Molly?