I realize by your avatar and your location you might not have a clue about the way it is in northern Sask (that's the one in the middle of the country with the staight sides!) In alot of these communities dogs out number cars.
Also this young boy spent time in our community and he was a special little guy. So a crass, thoughtless remark like yours I take a bit of offense to. Maybe because it was closer to me than you, or maybe because I am a father and have kids of my own.
I might be over reacting but when you know a bit more of the situation and some of the people that were part of this little guys life it makes you take it a little more seriously.
I can relate with you quite close actually. When I was a toddler Mom set me down at my Grandparents with my toys. For some reason when everyone's back was turned Grampa's Blue Healer decided it didn't like me. When the fam came running to my screams they found the dog with my head in it's mouth. It had never acted out of character before but that mattered little to Grampa. I doubt it lived another ten minutes after that.
Lucky for me I just had bruising all over my bald little head. I could have turned out much uglier than I already did.
As for my kids, any time we get around a mutt that acts threatening you sure get that protective spirit. No one but a parent could understand.



















































