Quote Originally Posted by Lady's Human

I just don't get it.
Really makes you wonder if some folks ever turn their BRAINS ON in the morning!

Cinder would have turned into Dawg at about two feet;
SmokeMutts would have been "On Alert - got your back, Cin!" ...
Bowser usually looked around with one half-open eye ... "Call me iffin ya need help ... Zzzz!"

My worst fears are when taking a hike in the parks - when the half-dozen various sized
rug rats dash away from their "mothers" and head for my two or three Mutts -
arms flailing wildly and all *screaming* at max volume "Lookit da DAWGGIES!"

Do the Mom's DO anything??? ... Nope!
I always reel in my little Dawg Mob and gather them into a close circle,
cinching up on leashes and Y-Thingies, and mumbling to "BE CALM ... This Too Shall Pass - I Hope!"

I've got MY Mob well under control ... but long before I can suggest that the "Moms" might
want to tackle or otherwise "subdue" their on-rushing horde ...
the little darlings have arrived and begin "Pettin da Dawggies" -
* open-palmed *smacks* delivered between the ears
* clenched-fist *rubbing* - always against the grain
* tail jerking - if they can get hold of one
* eye-poking
* or attempting a *KISS*


Eventually a Mom always asks "Do they BITE? ... Are they Friendly?"

NO, Lady; they're all Vicious Child Eaters ...
They just ate a lil two year old here last week. And they're HUNGRY now!

Some People!