I think I've met Sam while walking through Little Britain. Though I am sure there is more than one black pug in the West Village so maybe I met someone else.
Happens to me all the time. I particularly love it when a car drives by and the owner yells "Hi Samson!" and I have no earthly idea who the person is. This stuff doesn't seem to happen with other kinds of dogs-I never hear of anyone having Bassethoundoween, for example.
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Wonder if these people would trade Sam for our Lab? I could sure use a dog I could just pick up and carry. *sigh*
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That is one of the most hilarious articles I've ever seen in the Times.
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There are quite a few that come in to my local coffee house... I have no idea who mom or dad is, but knows most of their names.