We talk to dogs

So I’m walking the Commercial Drive, the very diverse melting pot of execs, young families, hippies, gays, homeless.  Having a great time. Meeting people, even making a date, on an account of a cute (borrowed) Bernese mountain dog. “Atta girl! Good girl. What a nice day!”
A man yells, “Nice to talk to a dog, eh? Heh heh heh.”
Irked by this, I answer “WHAT dog?”

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