My mother always used to say that she could not go out for a quick walk because people kept stopping to talk. This ecam a family joke but now I find the same if I go out walking Poppy. Lots of people stop but I now think they stop to talk to Poppy and talking to me is incidental We went for a walk in Mortimer forest on Friday. We met a lady who I vaguely remembered but I had no idea until she called to her fox terrier Roger and then I remembered. I recognise people's dogs far more than people and, of course, people recognise Poppy before they remember me. When we are out we meet Digby, Gipsy, Floss, Roger, Rosy and many other dogs.
Up in Mortimer forest there is an 'all ability trail' where we often meet Cocoa. Cocoa is a large poodle type dog with a very tangled coat that looks like he is covered in dreadlocks. He is chocolate brown in colour - hence the name Cocoa. Strangely he is scared of Poppy and runs to hide in the bushes. I have an often repeated joke with his owner where we agree that Poppy ought to wear a muzzle if she is going to frighten other dogs. I must get a photo of Cocoa.
I am told that most people who read this bLOG do so because of the Poppy stories - perhaps it should be called 'Poppys BLOG'
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Well I agree, it is much easier recognising dogs than their owners.
I think it is because dogs don't follow the fashion, they don't all wear jeans, hoodies and trainers.
They wear their breed costumes with pride!
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