I have to write this down, because it keeps coming back to me.
I took Trix out for her post supper business, and we were coming back in. In front of us were a mother and a little guy. He was really small. He stopped, probably to stare at Trixie. The mom said “Hurry hurry hurry! If you don’t, the dog’ll get you!” My heart sank. I know what she was trying to do, but the last thing I need is another kid afraid of my dog. There’s already one that screams blue murder at the sight of her, just because she’s a dog, and if he’s on the elevator, I have to wait for the next one.
I said that all I wanted to do was sneak in behind them and get the door. She said ok. Then again, “hurry! The dog’s gonna get you!” Finally, I mustered up the courage to ask her to please not make him afraid of dogs. The dog’s not gonna get him, and I don’t need another kid convinced that my dog is a scary horrible beast. I told her about the other kid that screams at the sight of Trix. I think she felt a little sheepish after that.
I know what she was trying to do, but arg. The poor little guy didn’t need to be given completely unreasonable fears. Really, people, service dogs aren’t generally, and shouldn’t be, aggressive. We’ve been here before.