Or rather, don't. Unless accidentally stepping on my dog's tail in a half-asleep stupor counts. He didn't even yelp, he just looked at me like "This is revenge for pooping on the carpet last night, isn't it?"

From a game I'm running for a friend: Major antagonist (named Yue Lepretto) shows up for the first time, to speak to her 'little brother' (named Gordon Motoyomi, the RivalTurnedEvil), and she notices that one of the gathered henchmen (named Tsuiseki) seem to be barely concealing the fact that they are utterly terrified of Yue's very presence. Yue slowly walks over to Tsuiseki, looking very stern and menacing, then Yue moves her hand as though she is about to strike her. Tsuiseki screams loudly and cringes/covers her head with her arms. Imagine her surprise, when she feels Yue playfully tousling her hair, saying in a fake motherly tone that she should get a hold of herself. Then Yue opens her eyes, betraying gleeful, predatory malice, of having done all this simply to toy with the poor girl. Also counts as an almost literal example of the trope, because Tsuiseki has foxgirl blood and though human looking she embraces the remnants of her kitsune lineage.

It was once alleged by Dave Mustaine of {{Megadeth}} that James Hetfield of {{Metallica}} kicked his dog. The reason this is in Troper Tales? Well, there's no RealLife examples allowed...

I see what you did there. And I like it.

Someone breached ANN's security and leaked episode 2 of {{Oreimo}} the day before the Japanese broadcast, thereby forcing ANN to suspend streaming of the series until further notice. This means that the dogs kicked by whoever leaked the episode were ''the premium subscribers''. The reason for this being in Troper Tales? See above.

This Troper's dog is sturdy enough to not really be bothered if he's kicked, so if he's being extra annoying she might lightly kick him to get him to fuck off. It doesn't hurt him, it just lets him know he's not wanted. She kind of does it unconciously now, and has gotten at least one shocked look for it.

This Troper has an English Bulldog who is very fat and gets in the way. She usually sits right in front of the fridge when open, so when reaching down for the bottom row or closing the fridge, the word, "Move!" followed by rapid kicks can be heard.

In my defense, the cat deliberately maneuvered itself in order to get kicked.

This Troper, while eating chicken in his kitchen, felt the need to taunt the eggs on the counter, telling them he was eating their mother.

After getting a portion of music at a certain volume, this Troper's choir director told the alto section," Now altos, you'd better sing it that way every time or I'll sneak into your house and kick your dog."

This is a bit of a tl;dr, but a hell of a story. So there was a man. Let's call him Jim. Master Jim a tall, sort of heavy white guy in his early forties who ran the karate Dojo I was attending. He was rather intimidating, but had a very charismatic and persuasive personality. However, after going to the school for a year or two, he started promising us things in exchange for money that he never seemed to get around paying back. There was talk among the class that one of the more popular teachers, a big tough as balls Latino dude with a rockin' mullet (let's call him Hernandez,) wanted to start his own karate school. We stopped seeing him around the dojo. We learned more about Master Jim through gossip, including that he was divorced. Other teachers started vanishing, too, to the point that the actual students had to teach the classes. Then the dojo shut down and Master Jim fled with our money to the state capital, where he had been building a shinier new dojo all along. But the literal kicker? We met one of the teachers a year later and learned that Master Jim had done the following to his own, biological mother: repossessed her house, destroyed the building, taken her life savings, forced her to go live with her brother, and euthanized her perfectly healthy dog. Holy shit. Go kick a puppy on your way back to Kick The Dog.