Um
Really surprised at some people...forgot to mention that I was stopped whilst walking Seren yesterday by a young lady who wanted to say Hello to Seren. As always I explained that Seren is a Puppy-Who-Is-Five-Months and would likely jump up because she loves people, and she has sharp puppy claws.
"I only want to say hello, I don't want him jumping up, I've got my work clothes on"
Sorry, but she's a puppy, and she WILL jump up if I let her near you. She's a puppy.
"You should train him not to jump up. I want to say hello, I don't want her to jump up"
She's a puppy. She loves people. She WILL jump up if I let her near you.
"I want to say hello. Just stop him jumping up."
She's a PUPPY! She will jump UP!
"You shouldn't bring hum out then, if he's going to jump up!"
Really? REALLY?
"What's his name?"
Her name is Seren.
"Why's he called that?"
It is Welsh for Star
"He's not Welsh, he's in England"
At this point I was ready to slap her, but I'm nice...
It's because of her breed.
"He's a Staffie"
No, she isn't
"Yes, he's a Staffie. I know dogs"
Clearly you do if you think a puppy isn't going to bounce...
No...she isn't
"What is he then?" Chin goes up defensively
Can't you tell by the blue? She's a Caerphilly Cheese Hound. Bred in Wales to find cheeses that have been buried to mature.
"Oh...I've...never heard of them..."
Neither had I until I invented them 10 seconds ago, but sod her, I'm not letting on...
What a weird woman... And she runs a library...what a fun place THAT must be...