Maybe it’s because we live in Portland where the unofficial city slogan is “Keep Portland Weird,” but we’ve had our fair share of encounters with crazy people. Specifically regarding Mr. N. Usually it’s just men who bark at Mr. N and try to rile him up (how old are you, five?) but we’ve had a couple of run-ins with really creepy people.
One time this man (he was drunk or high or both) came up to us and said, “Oh my God! You found my dog!” I grabbed Mr. N and we ran home. There is zero chance Mr. N could have belonged to him at any point. We know his pre-adoption history back to puppyhood and have paperwork backing it up. He also has distinctive markings, it’s not like he’s a purebred where he could easily be mistaken for another dog.
Another time, we were waiting our turn at a nosework class at a dog daycare and this woman kept asking me if she could have Mr. N. Umm… no? What earthly reason could I have to hand over my beloved dog to a perfect stranger?
And then an older teenager leaned out of an open car window and yelled, “That’s going to be my next dog. I’ll kidnap him! My only working theory is that Mr. N’s fluffy stuffed teddy bear looks make people revert to being a toddler when it was much more acceptable to steal another kid’s toy because you wanted it.
Occasionally we get asked if he’s up for adoption. More so when we had our foster dog but also at events. After all the time and money and effort that has gone into this dog, I don’t think you could afford his fee.
We take the normal precautions: tag and collar, microchip, supervised play in yards and off-leash. But at this rate, I think he’s going to need a tracking chip!
Has anyone else had weird encounters like this?