Capote and I went outside this morning for our morning walk. He wasn't on a leash..hell he hardly ever is because the complex I live in is all boxed in so he can roam free.
He's still a puppy...a big fuzzy puppy with no teeth because he's getting his grown up teeth now..but to some he must seem scary??!!
I was sitting down on the step letting him do his business and a lady came down the hall behind me on her way to the pool.
If you sneak up on Capote he barks..it's a harmless 'hey what's this new person doing in my territory' bark, but nevertheless it's something we're working on. But if he gets to smell you then afterwards he's just a big lovie boy who wants you to play.
Well I made the mistake to warn her before hand because capote was around a bush. I was like..'I have a vicious attack dog..be careful..' And she's like...'are you serious??' ..this is where Capote enters the picture..all 1 1/2 feet of him and 10 lbs of fur. ...normally the vicious attack dog joke renders a LIL laugh when they actually see him. But when he started barking, she was like..'get him away! I'm terrified of dogs!'
...I felt bad and went to pick him up and told her he had no teeth, but she just gave me a dirty look and continued on to the pool.
...I know he probably should have been on a leash...but seriously..he's a puppy.. And he's the least scary thing you could ever see! No need for the dirty look.....