You know those ominous signs at some house gates warning you to be ‘Beware of the dog’?
Sometimes they are just words, in three languages to boot.
Sometimes they are accompanied with a drawing of a Rottweiler or Doberman.
Doesn’t sound very cheerful, does it? Lack of sunshine and warmth and all that happy stuff.
‘Cos sometimes the owners are truthful.
They have dogs that would attack you and rip you to unrecognisable pieces if allowed.
Sometimes the owners aren’t truthful.
You could bet your entire fortune that they don’t have a toy dog, let alone a real one.
In my friend Gail’s case, she was being half-truthful.
Her 10-year old dog Lola will not maul us to death.
Instead, we might be killed by Lola’s saliva overload.
That’s why Gail has the sign up at her house gate ;)
My feelings towards dogs and children are the same: I don’t like many of them.
Mostly it’s the parents/owners’ fault, but I won’t elaborate.
In Lola’s case, I love her!
Maybe because she greets you with a soft toy in her mouth as you enter the house.
And she wags her tail so ferociously that it may fall off at any time.
I <3 Lola!