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I think it is the times we live in. I met an elderly gentleman whilst out walking my dogs one day, and we stopped and he said hello to the dogs, and told me how he had recently lost his elderly canine companion. When his dog was alive, he would walk it, and chat to the other dog walkers - mostly ladies after they have dropped the kids off, and the rest a mixed bunch. Since he had lost his dog, it seemed they were avoiding him as he was now a man on his own and not a fellow dog walker. I thought it was very sad, he obviously appreciated a canine head to rub and eyes to look into as he told me of the things his old mate had gotten up to with him, what a pity those other ladies forgot who they had found him to be, and reacted to societies perception that this man approaching you and saying good morning or passing the time of day is something to be so scared of, this elderly gentleman who a relatively small dag could drag down the street.
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