We have been getting to know the neighbors. Several golden retrievers bound up from the woods to bark and greet Sylvia as we pass by. Today we had a little fright, though. A large dog from the other end of the road came right up to Sylvia. I thought everything would be okay at first. The female human who demanded her dog friend's attention stood nearby, hands on hips, while the dogs sniffed one another. Then the big dog growled, bared her teeth and attacked Sylvia. Luckily, I stood right in the way of the bigger dog and shielded Sylvia from big, gnashing teeth. Sylvia was not at all bothered. In fact, she stood her ground and barked right back. After a few seconds of this the big dog bounded back to the other side of the road and to her house. Sylvia and I chatted about the exchange as we ambled down the hill into the shallow valley by Roger's Pond and up the other side toward home again. We came to the conclusion the other dog was merely protecting her turf, even though she didn't legally have rights to the other side of the road. Sylvia left her mark and will likely return. The next time the exchange might be a little more cordial. Even as she balefully gazes up at me with those colorful saucers, tail wagging away, I am not completely certain. But I think she likes the little flat-faced critter next door, the one with huge eyes, chocolate colored fur, little sticks for legs and a stubby torso.
Soon we will have a chance to make more friends and reunite with others.
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