Draper, UT — A neighborhood dispute over sidewalk weed control escalated into a dramatic confrontation Thursday morning, leaving one man hospitalized and multiple lawsuits pending.
The incident began when 48-year-old Linda Carrington-Myers, while walking her dog, confronted an elderly man, later identified as 76-year-old Hank Fullmer, on a public sidewalk.
What followed was a spiraling chain of events involving a shouting match, a yelping dog, a heart attack, and what some are calling a full-blown ecological and ethical crisis.
An 8-year-old child nearby, playing with her mother’s iPhone while waiting for the school bus, captured the entire incident on video. The footage, later uploaded to TikTok under the title Karen vs. Grandpa: Dog Drama 2K25, amassed over 1.2 million views in 24 hours.
According to the video, the confrontation began innocently enough. Linda, full-time Pilates instructor and part-time essential oil distributor, was walking her purebred miniature poodle, Ambrosia, when she noticed something suspicious.
Frank was intently spraying something from a plastic bottle with a skull-and-crossbones sticker partially peeled off into the cracks of a public sidewalk. Linda’s danger instincts, sharpened by years of gluten-free living and Nextdoor alerts, kicked in.
“What are you doing?” she demanded, adjusting her oversized sunglasses and pulling Ambrosia protectively to her chest like a fragile soufflé.
Hank, oblivious to the storm about to break, responded, “I’m killin’ the weeds. They keep comin’ up through the cracks.”
“But this isn’t your sidewalk,” Linda snapped. “This is municipal concrete. Dogs walk here. My dog walks here. Do you want to poison her?”
Hank blinked. “It’s vinegar and salt, lady.”
Linda recoiled in horror. “Salt?! Do you know what sodium does to paw pads? You can’t just go spraying your chemical concoctions wherever you want! This is a community!”
The debate escalated quickly.
Witnesses say Linda began shouting phrases like “toxic masculinity meets Monsanto”, while Hank, who just wanted to see a weed-free curb before he died, grumbled about “people who’ve never done a day of real work” and called Ambrosia “a nervous mop.”
At this point, Ambrosia let out a piercing yelp, not from injury, but most likely from absorbing her owner’s secondhand rage.
Moments later, Hank clutched his chest and collapsed dramatically into the freshly de-weeded gutter.
Paramedics arrived promptly, finding Hank conscious but bitter. “She shrieked me into a heart attack,” he wheezed.
By nightfall, Hank was in a hospital bed, posting his version of events on social media with the help of his grandson. Linda was on a Zoom call with her attorney.
“I plan to sue for emotional distress and attempted canine homicide,” she declared to reporters outside her Pilaties studio. “Ambrosia is not just a dog. She’s an empath.”
Meanwhile, Hank’s children, sensing an opportunity, launched a GoFundMe titled “Justice for Hank,” which surpassed its $25,000 goal in under three hours. They retained a lawyer and filed a civil suit against Linda for psychological assault resulting in bodily harm.
Things only worsened when GreenSoul Collective, a local environmental group with four members and a very active Instagram, joined the conflict. Their founder, Trevor (no last name), released a statement condemning both parties:
“Neither pesticides nor poodles belong on public walkways. Sidewalks are for wildflowers, bare feet, and no concrete at all. Anything else is colonial pavement culture.”
A vigil was held near the cracked sidewalk that started it all. Protesters held signs reading “Down with Dog Privilege!” and “Cracks Are Sacred Spaces!”. One sign simply read “Weeds’ Lives Matter.”
The city council, previously preoccupied with pothole complaints and debating the color of bike racks, was forced to intervene. A temporary “No Spraying / No Screaming” ordinance was passed, along with a motion to rebrand the sidewalk as a Community Ecological Inclusivity Zone (CEIZ).
Hank, now mostly recovered, told local news: “All I wanted was a clean sidewalk with no weeds. Now I’ve got court dates, chest pain, and some guy named Trevor yelling outside my window.”
Linda, unrepentant, said, “This is about justice, for Ambrosia, for all dogs, and for future generations who deserve safe sidewalks.”
As of press time, Ambrosia has reportedly shown signs of stress-induced IBS and is undergoing hydrotherapy.
The weeds, meanwhile, have returned. U
*Photo by yerling villalobos on Unsplash
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