As many of you know I'm foster mum to a big hairy GSD, a softy with me, the DDs, my and other dogs and my cats. He was VERY nervous when he came into rescue and I sepnt months winning his trust. He particularly avoided the poor male half of the rescue owners - I think he associated him with being seperated from his original Mum although he's shown a remarkable improvement when the owner visits me and he's unaggressive although a little nervous with my stepfather, mother and other visitors of both sexes.
He's a fantastic dog out and about and has accepted the people he has met so far who all have made a gentle approach with a sit and is happy to be stroked by them.
This afternoon a man came out of a shop as we were waiting outside for DD and approached us, quite fast, hand out. Pooch growled! To be fair, he didn't make any attempt to pull towards the man but moved closer to my side. I apologised and explained that he was a new rescue addition to the family, that he was a little nervous and so approaching him was probably scaring him and expected the man to back off.
But no! The eejit persisted, coming closer, hands out, saying "Oh, let me stroke him, don't be silly boy!".
FFS he's a GSD and he has told you to go away, you fool!
I went to move on, repeating that this wasn't a good idea and the man tried AGAIN! I've no fear that he was a potential dog theif, he was just a local in our small village being obtuse. I felt very rude as I raised my voice and said, "I'd rather you didn't do that.".
The bugger tried to come closer with a hand out AGAIN!
"PLEASE don't try to stroke my dog! He obviously isn't comfortable with it! I'd like you to leave him alone please".
Man got into his car most upset with me for not allowing him to put his hands into the face of my obviously worried dog!
Two minutes later and a couple left the shop. The lady smiled at us and pooch moved gently and slowly towards her, still on lead of course, tail wagging. She offered a hand, and a gentle word, got a lick and a wag and stroked pooch, who then moved to get into her open car door!
There's a right way and a wrong way. My (and no doubt your) children know the difference. So...?
I tell ya, people never fail to amaze me with their stupidity!