Walking the dogs on the beach the other day, Goofy made friends with a couple of griffons and was bouncing around, in and out of the water, having a fine old time.
Ruby, however, being the awkward dog she is, just kept pawing me with fear in her eyes. “Pick me up pleeease…those dogs are ugly and horrible! Save me!” The griffons’ owner asked me “Oh, is she not good with other dogs?” And I was taken aback, because it’s Goofy’s timidity when faced with other dogs that I’ve been working on since we got her.
“Oh!…yes…ummm…she’s a little….uh….socially….errrrr….inept….” The lady looked at me in that pitying way you do when dealing with someone who is struggling with English as a second language. Shy was the word I was looking for. Sigh! Me too, dog…me too!
