Panhandlers and solicitors never fail to approach me, sensing an easy mark. Children wave. Even the animals seem to know.
But when I go out for a walk with my dog and my 2-year-old daughter, watch out! A simple stroll around the block inevitably turns into an hour-long odyssey with 4-5 separate conversations. Just today, we:
- Met Maggie, a 7-week-old golden retriever
- Talked with a kindly great-grandmother of three about her great-grandkids in Colorado
- Met Jake, a 6-year-old labrador mix from the pound
- Played with Kobe's friend Piper, a three-year-old golden retriever
Who needs social networking when you've got a friendly face, a gorgeous dog, and a cute little baby?