More life lessons from dogs
Mojo and I just came back from a walk in Humboldt Park. In route, we passed a lady with a big, muscled bulldog, and I noticed that she and I both tightened our grip on our dogs at about eight feet apart.
"It's okay," I called out, as I always do. "He's friendly!"
"So's he!" she called back, and we both relaxed our grips, and smiled, and our dogs sniffed each other with waggy tails.
I'm thinking now about how great it would be if it could go like that with people. You get to a certain distance with someone and they'll call out, "I'm friendly!" or "I'm a good person! I won't look at you weird or ignore you if you say hello!" or "I'm an asshole today, don't bother smiling at me!" or whatever. The older I get, the less patience I have for nastiness. Especially my own.