Observations from the dog park

I walked Bailey, my black lab, to the Shirlington dog park yesterday.  Upon entering, a woman was commenting on a muscular-looking dog.  She mentioned he 'must not be able to jump' because he had such muscular legs. 

The same woman went on to talk about her dog, the one she was holding, and someone asked how old the dog was.  She then asked the dog in a baby voice, "How old are you?   How old are you?" as if asking a toddler who will one day hold up two fingers and be able to babble, "two and a half".  Yuck.

As I exited the dog park, I smiled at the 5 or six people who passed me on the trail, including a man on a bench who looked to be late-20's.  He got up immediately and asked if he could talk with me.  I said sure, as long as I can continue to walk my dog.  His first comment was, "I'm looking for a girlfriend".  I told him I was taken and good luck in his search.  Ummm...strange.