PARK—A dog and its puppy came up to me Monday night and acted as if they’ve known me for years. They kept jumping up and wagging their tails, trying to get me to lean over to pet them. I felt obligated to do something. I mean, what if we have met before and I’m the asshole who forgot.
Reluctantly, I leaned over, gave them both head scratches, told them they looked great, and asked them how’s the family. Neither one of them answered, though. The entire encounter between the dogs and me was an awkward one-way interaction. And not a single time did either one of them attempted to give me a head scratch back. The puppy did lick my hand a couple times but what kind of asshole does weird shit like that.