We were walking through town on Sunday, enjoying an early taste of Spring. It seemed that everyone in the world was out and about, reveling in the sunshine. As we rounded a corner into the center of town, we came upon a young couple with an adorable Cocker Spaniel.
As if on cue, Brooke began to tremble. She grabbed at my leg and shouted, ‘PICK ME UP! PICK ME UP!” She scrambled up the side of my body and clung to my neck like a koala.
Katie walked up to the young woman and asked the dog’s name. I walked a few feet away where I could still watch Katie and Brooke would feel safer. I reassured her that the dog was on a leash and showed her that the lady was holding on tightly.
Katie politely asked, “May I please pet your dog?”
Her sister, on the other hand, shouted loudly, “MAY I PLEASE NOT PET YOUR DOG?’