5/14/14
I was walking one of my furry charges when we came across two women sitting on a bench outside a senior's apartment complex. One of them called out to me, "Excuse me, what kind of dog is that?"
I smiled and slowly mouthed the word, "Labradoodle" back to her.
She looked perplexed and repeated her question three more times. Each repetition louder and more enunciated than the previous.
I had forgotten my pad and pencil, so all i could do was quietly mouth Labradoodle in reponse to each inquiry.
She finally turned to her friend and said, "I think he's some kind of dummy."
I smiled, turned away, and my Labradoodle and i continued our walk.
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