Whenever we go out, wherever we go, if there is a dog within sight, I know that the dog will make its way over to where Mr. C is and check him out.

Doesn’t matter where we are, could be the parking lot at the supermarket, the park, walking down the street, even in the library.  If there’s a dog nearby, it comes over to say hello.

Last week for example we were on a deserted beach, the only people within sight, except for two tiny figures off on the horizon, way down on the other end of the beach.  One was a small dog, the other was the dog’s owner.  As soon as we sat down, I knew that the dog would be running over to us.   When the dog finished his sprint over to us, and stopped panting, he then made a beeline for Mr. C.   It was a  little Jack Russell.  The owner came by and said it would be OK if he gave him something if he wanted to.

What is it ?  Do little kids just automatically mean “stray food” to dogs ?

Sorry little doggie, that’s not a hot dog, that’s a carrot.

Did the dog come over to me at all, No, and I had a ham sandwich that he might have wanted a piece of too.  He was determined to get a piece of whatever it was that Mr. C had, even if it was a carrot.  I thought C might attempt to give him a piece of the carrot, but he’s no dummy, he knows what dogs like. He turns around to the picnic table we’re sitting at and grabs a piece of small slice of cheese and gives it to the dog.  Which of course made the dog very happy.

‘Bye bye, doggie!’  he says as the owner takes him away.  It seemed as though it was a little reluctant to leave the source of cheese behind.

‘Let’s get a dog like that!’ He says.   Which he says after seeing any type of dog.

We had been thinking of getting a dog, maybe next year, but with this dog magnet thing he has, the requests for a dog are intensifying.   Maybe it’s a conspiracy among the dogs to get the toddlers to like them and then ask their parents to get one.