On The Rye
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Other People’s Dogs
Posted on July 2nd, 2009 No commentsSo, something I’ve noticed. Why is it that random people will, with reckless abandon, address my dogs without addressing me first. I’m on a trip right now and my dogs are with me. I’ll be filling up my tank somewhere and here comes some guy and his girl waltzing by. They give my dogs a warm smile and start talking to them like parents talk to one-year-olds. “Heeey there, aren’t you a pretty puppy. Look at you with your floppy ears.” What am I? A side of cole slaw?
As a species, we should be comfortable addressing our own species. Seriously. I’m not saying don’t talk to other people’s dogs. I’m just saying, talk to random humans too. Just not like they’re a toddler.
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