I'm not actually frightened of them, though I wouldn't trust any dog completely - they are all genetically wolves, as Alanovic says.
I'm amazed though at the attitude of owners who think you should be pleased for their dog to jump up, slobber and paw your previously clean trousers.
"He just wants to say hello". Right, I'll just come and shove my nose in your crotch then if that's ok.
"It's alright, he's very friendly".
"We'll I'm not. "
Dogs themselves I don't mind so much, the properly trained ones anyway. But I'd never have one unless it could be trained to pick up and bin it's own offerings, and it definitely would not be in the living areas of the house, wiping its bum on the carpet. Yuk.
I suspect I am not in a small minority either, but convention dictates that we pretend its normal to fete the creatures and follow them around with a plastic bag.
An observer from Mars might conclude either that the dogs were in charge, or that they were some kind of deity.
Chickens are a lot less bother and I shall now have two boiled eggs for breakfast.
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