So, Saturday, Finn & I were enjoying the dog park.
Around eight dogs, of differing breeds, about Finn's size, all romping, running, and playing nicely.
A new couple began to enter the enclosure, with their dog (Greyhound mix?).
Typically, all the dogs run to the gate area, to see who the newcomer is.
I always put Finn in a sit, about 15 feet away, so as to not contribute to the new dog being overwhelmed by too many welcoming noses,
and to demonstrate that my dog is under control.
As Finn quietly & patiently sat, awaiting his turn to greet, the woman-owner looked me straight in the eye, and proclaimed loudly:
"My dog was nipped by a German Shepherd".
Me: "I'm sorry to hear that".
(I am notoriously sarcastic - it took all my inner strength not to reply further)
[Meanwhile, I'm thinking to myself: "It wasn't MY GSD. What do you expect me to do?"]
They released their dog from it's leash, but she was overheard admonishing her dog about playing with certain others, or touching things.
Not sure what their expectations, regarding the dog park, were.
The other patrons looked on, in puzzlement, and confided quietly "What's her problem?" "Why did she single you out?" "Finn is always nice".
Eventually, they left, and our fuzzy kids continued romping.
I just shrugged my shoulders.
Around eight dogs, of differing breeds, about Finn's size, all romping, running, and playing nicely.
A new couple began to enter the enclosure, with their dog (Greyhound mix?).
Typically, all the dogs run to the gate area, to see who the newcomer is.
I always put Finn in a sit, about 15 feet away, so as to not contribute to the new dog being overwhelmed by too many welcoming noses,
and to demonstrate that my dog is under control.
As Finn quietly & patiently sat, awaiting his turn to greet, the woman-owner looked me straight in the eye, and proclaimed loudly:
"My dog was nipped by a German Shepherd".
Me: "I'm sorry to hear that".
(I am notoriously sarcastic - it took all my inner strength not to reply further)
[Meanwhile, I'm thinking to myself: "It wasn't MY GSD. What do you expect me to do?"]
They released their dog from it's leash, but she was overheard admonishing her dog about playing with certain others, or touching things.
Not sure what their expectations, regarding the dog park, were.
The other patrons looked on, in puzzlement, and confided quietly "What's her problem?" "Why did she single you out?" "Finn is always nice".
Eventually, they left, and our fuzzy kids continued romping.
I just shrugged my shoulders.