Tough morning

My dogs and I were insulted this morning. I picked them up from the kennel after we were out of town for the weekend and I asked if they'd been fed yet. The woman said yes, she'd given them a little bit of food. Then she said, with a concerned voice, "Greta is very skinny." I replied, "Yeah, she's always been skinny." Then for some reason I felt the need to justify it even more and said, "She was just at the vet."

Then that was the end of the conversation...for the moment. I paid my bill and walked outside to get the girls. The woman met me outside and the girls were inside a fence. She then said to me, "Are they fed together?" And this pissed me off.
"No, they're fed separately," I said. "Why?"
"I was just wondering if Cassie was getting into Greta's food," the woman said. I was fuming inside. So not only was this woman calling Greta skinny, she was implying that Cassie was fat. (Even though we've already established this...how dare she).

That was the end of the conversation, but in a matter of five minutes she had insulted me as a dog owner, and insulted my dogs' physical appearances. It's no wonder they don't both have complexes.