So there I was on the sidewalk, in my black vest, black leather jacket, stringy unwashed hair and muddy paw-printed jeans. I looked like someone who should be chased away from the school playground so I couldn't give the kids free samples. And at the end of my leash was a Standard Poodle with traditional pom-poms, a pink rhinestoned collar and pink bows on her ears. :-)
Let me back up a little.
I got to learn about appearances yesterday. :-) I was filling in yesterday and today for Amy of Amy's Happy Critters, Inc., a highly-recommended pet-sitting and dog-walking service, while Amy was out with an injury. So I got to meet new dogs and go new places, which is always enjoyable.
Because I had been really harried over the last few days with WAE tests and shelter benefits and stuff, I dressed down for the day and counted on the dogs not caring. What the heck, no humans were going to see me anyway, right? (I wasn't thinking about downtown visits.) So I went out to do the dogwalking in my warm fleecy vest and grimy hair. The dogs didn't care; dogs are good that way.
But my last stop of the day was for a dog who lived in a downtown penthouse apartment, and she and I didn't necessarily look as if we went together.
This was really interesting for me, because I'm usually walking a Doberman. Now, I didn't choose Dobermans for the macho image, and I work pretty hard to make sure my dogs don't terrify people and are well-mannered in public, but generally people do respond differently to large, black dogs. And I can pretty much guarantee you that if I'd been walking my Dobes in that get-up, I would have prompted a few conversations regarding urban renewal. ;-)
But with a pink and sparkly Standard Poodle beside me, incongruous as we were, I was still approachable, and a few people commented on the "pretty dog." No comments for me. :-)
Made me think of the Ultra Disguise Kit.