Everywhere I take my gang i get lots of "awwws" then comments about how big they are, but always nice, then they want to pet them.
The saddest was one time in Petco, when Baxter was just about 6 mos old. This lady spotted us and started bawling her eyes out on the spot. She asked me if she could hold him, of course I said yes. Baxter went crazy and was licking her all over her mouth
, she let him. After she calmed down a bit, she pulled one of those little brag books out of her purse, Baxter looked just like her Yorkie girl that had died a few months before, the same golden/red coloring and all.
I started crying, becauce you could tell how much this dog was loved. It had its own pillow with its name monogrammed on the pillow case, and quite a wardrobe and it seemed as if she had taken her everywhere, from the pics.
She was at Petco because it was the day they have all the rescues in, and she was looking for another baby. It was almost three years ago, and I still remember her, and hope she found another baby.