Oh my, I don’t know where to even begin!
Here are a few that I can think of off of the top of my head…
We were at an outdoor arts and crafts festival in the summertime and had brought along our Chihuahua and Newfoundland dog. Koochie, the Newfy is very purebred-looking, although a rescue and we do not have papers, we had met the parents and they too looked very purebred. A man came up to us and complimented us on our beautiful dogs, then asked if Koochie was a “black standard Poodle” Sad thing was, he said he used to breed Poodles!
One day when we were out for a walk with Koochie, we were approached by an extremely enthusiastic young guy and his girlfriend. He immediately began petting Koochie, giving him hugs and making a huge fuss over him. He turned to his girlfriend and said excitedly “this is my FAVOURITE breed of dog, we are getting one just like this!”
He then looked up to us and said “this is a Bernese Mountain Dog, right?” *Epic Fail* In a similar situation, I was asked if Koochie is a St. Bernard. FYI, Koochie is PURE BLACK.
In 2007, my mother and I drove to British Columbia and back over the course of 3 weeks. We brought Logan (Chihuahua) and Koochie with us while my father stayed home to look after Touie (I desperately wished she could have come too, unfortunately it wouldn’t have been fair to her as she was 11 at the time and didn’t really enjoy car rides), my cats and guinea pigs. We stopped in Banff, AB on our way to do a little shopping and take a break from driving. Unfortunately most of the stores did not allow such large dogs as Koochie to come inside (not to mention Koochie has issues with new floors and strange doorways). Because my mom enjoys shopping far more than I do and I hate to be away from my little Logan for even a second, I offered to stand outside with the boys while she had fun inside. I was incredibly bored standing there until I heard a child say, “look! A Bear!” (My mom had told I would see a lot of bears on this trip, unfortunately I only saw one of these beautiful creatures and it had just been hit, laying dead at the side of the highway). I looked in all directions, Bear?! Where?! Then I clued in that the “bear” was actually attached to the leash I was holding on to. Within seconds there was over 20 children and their parents all asking if I minded if they took photos of their children with Koochie, even the occasional adult got down on the ground for a photo, each and every person thanked me sincerely, apparently I wasn’t the only one who’d been promised a bear sighting and here was a live one to cuddle with and pose next to. My mom was in total shock when she finally returned to see all of the kids lined up next to Koochie the “bear”.
Owning a Newfy means we are entitled to being asked retarded unoriginal questions, such as “is that a bear?” and “do you have saddle for that one?” My mom absolutely hates it when idiot parents ask if their kids can ride him, even worse, for the most part they just go ahead and put their kids on poor Koochie’s back. Which then requires us to just as quickly pull the kid off again and ask what the heck were they thinking, no dog wants or should have a child sitting on their back.
My number one pet peeve is when people visit our house and call my adorable little Guinea Pig a hamster or a gerbil
Learn your little animals!