I don’t have the picture that actually goes with this story, so I’ll use this one taken a few minutes before.
I’m walking with my girlfriend around the pond in the center of her neighborhood. First, we come across the two big dogs in the picture above. They’re just staring as we go by on our first lap of the pond. Not a whimper, nothing. Second lap around I walk up to them and they are as friendly as can be. Cool! So I take their picture.
This lap, we get a few houses further down and there is another dog out on a tie-down in a backyard – looks exactly like one of the friendly dogs. I stop to look and the dog faces me, puts his head down, and freezes looking directly at me. I holler up at the owner at the back of the house, “Is he friendly?”
Nothing.
I repeat, “Is he friendly?”
She answers, “He can be.”
By this time the dog is all “Cujo” scary and straining against his tye-down. “He can be?” Uh-huh, thanks for the straight answer lady. Quickly left. No picture.