While walking we encountered several interesting things...a baby stroller that I walked behind until I realized it wasn't going to hurt me, some teenagers (not sure about those) and some barky dogs (which I ignore). Then it happened...I was propozitioned!!
The following tale is true and the photos are re-in-act-mints of what happened:
There Mom and I were, minding our own business walking with chirping birds and stuff and this guy in a car stops and asks:
"Do you breed her?"
WHA?? Mom and I was appalled! What do you think I am?? Some cheap streetwalker!?!
Mom and I shook our head NOO!!!
Mom says: "No, she's spayded!"
Creepy McCreeperson: "Well, she sure is pretty"
At this point, I couldn't even look at this man! But I still stuck my tongue out at him!
When we got home, the more I thought about it the madder I got. How dare someone ask if I "were for hire" while just walking with my mom! What kind of dog do they think I am!! So I took out my anger on my wubba:
Then I thought, maybe my new leash and collar are what did it, maybe they smelled like dirty streetwalking doggy germs, so I inspekted them.
They came up clean, so I guess Creepy McCreeperson was just that, creepy. Mom says that's why there's so many puppies out there that need homes, cause people see a dog, think it's pretty and they should just breed it, without doing any health testing or anything. Or even thinking of the thousands of puppies out there that need homes! Peoples are weird!