"Do you remember his dog, the big one?"
"Yes."
"Someone poisoned it."
"That's exactly what I think," she grinned.
"Only a neighbor would be so irritated by a dog to poison it. Did he bite?"
"No, but he barked at lot, even at night. It kept people up."
"That's enough."
"And he never tells the dog to shut up. Instead, he yells at people who complain."
"That would do it."
"When he was younger, he used to be pretty nice, but now he's cranky all the time. After he got sick, the doctor said his personality would change, and it's true, he has changed completely. He yells at everybody. When motorists honk, turning this corner, he yells. No one likes him."
"Does he have a wife and kids?"
"He's my old man."
I wasn't sure I had heard right. "He's your husband?!"
"Yes. It's very hard to live with him. I suffer a lot, little brother. He used to chase women and left me all the time. He was a soldier in the Fake Army," what the current regime called the ARVN. "Nga' » ¥y" is fake, and not puppet, as it's always translated.
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