I once met this girl at a party and she was beautiful. We ended up chatting but she was so hot I didn't even entertain any thoughts of trying to wear her panties on my head. Anyways, I ran out of cigarettes and decided to go down to a store and she tagged along. While we were there I started having thoughts so I says all off hand, hey let's go get something to drink.
Amazingly I found myself in her apartment having a shower with her. I woke up the next morning and couldn't believe my luck. It was like the best day. She didn't have any food in her place so she suggests going out.
We're walking along the street. It's a bright, sunny morning and it's one of them days when everything is perfect. I'm looking at her and I'm thinking, man this could be the one. Outside the market there's this little dog barking. I wasn't paying any attention to it. My head's full of fuckin violins and rainbows.
We get up to the place and it's one of them tiny rat dogs that's tied up outside yapping away. She drops to her knees in front of it and starts barking right in it's face. That was pretty funny. It was worth a sensible chuckle. I thought she'd get back up, but she didn't, she kept on barking and by now the fuckin rat thing is going nuts. People are starting to notice and to be honest it's getting a bit uncomfortable.
I touched her shoulder to get her moving, but no luck, she's still fuckin going at it, so I tell her I'm going inside. As I walk in and head towards the aisles I notice a store security guard moving towards the doors. At this point the clouds are breaking up the rainbows and I'm starting to think there could be a problem here. I'm down one of the aisles getting some bread when I start hearing screams and shouting coming from outside. I head back to the entrance and there she is wrestling with the dog, the dog's owner, the security guard and some fuckin cop that has pulled up. That's when I decided to bail the fuck on out.
The point of my wee tale is that no, your new chick is not a little off. A little off is a woman fighting cops in the street on a Sunday morning over a dog. At most your chick is probably just a little controlling and a lot insecure, so you got to weigh up whether you can put up with that or whether to keep on keepin on.