Happy Dog
When I take Buddy for his walks, a good portion of the time he is off his leash. 98% of the people we run into are cool with it. Friday morning we entered Columbia Park at the same time as an elderly Japanese gentleman was getting out of his car. I guess it would be safe to say, Buddy may have startled him for a moment. He immediately recovered, and spoke two words, “happy dog.” I smiled and nodded in agreement. We ended up walking the same path, with Buddy zipping in and out between us. The Japanese gentleman spoke …