Scenario: Tucker is walking around U-Village with my boyfriend. An older woman approaches and starts talking to my boyfriend about Tucker. My boyfriend explains that Tuck just got his first haircut. Woman starts stroking Tucker and proclaims: "Wow, look at him, he's just so sexy! What a sexy boy!" (Really? My puppy's sexy, huh? Or perhaps she was actually refering to my boyfriend. Hmm...)
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Man at dog park: "Is this a girl or a boy puppy?"
Me: "He's a boy"
Man at dog park: "What? Really? He's too cute to be a boy!"
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Scenario: Tucker and I are out on a walk when he sees a (random but normal looking) man walking by and pulls on his leash as he tries to head over to him to say hello.
Man: "Ohhh you poor dog, look at you, I bet you never get any fooood. Or water. You must be sooo hungry and thirsty. And I'm sure you never get any attention either, huuuh? I bet you just get ignored allllll the time and no one loves you, you poor little doggie..."
He was joking of course (right?) but I totally didn't get the joke or think it was funny. Weird...
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