What is the weirdest thing a stranger has done to your dog ?

[KurtNYC]

I walk my 2 all the time and in only 5 weeks I have had some very unusual encounters. Not sure which of these is weirder:

1. A female couple with an adopted child told me that their toddler likes to throw rocks at dogs and then they stood by while he attempted to throw rocks at my puppies. I was so shocked that I just jumped between the rocks and my pups at the last second. How about telling your kid NOT TO?? The smart-ass in me wanted to tell them "Ok, well my foot likes to kick people like you in the ass really hard."

2. A group with kids were petting the pups and I am training the pups not to jump up, etc. Then they said "get billy(not his real name btw)" and Billy comes back to the group. He is about 15 and developmentally challenged. He lays down on the sidewalk and the parents tell me they want my puppies to climb on top of him and lick his face. I said that the pups are young and just learning what NOT to do when meeting people; also they will soon be 90 pounds plus and I really don't want them climbing on strangers when they are.

My male was happy to oblige but the female strained on the leash to get away.

[suninvited]

1. I had a peekapoo

that when I would let out in our fenced backyard, the neighbor would feed her something totally disgusting through the fence, and then when she would come inside she would throw up. Always right in the middle of the living room.

I think she was feeding it raw fish or something, at least it smelled like it.

I started only letting Hurricane (the dogs name) outside when I could sit with her. As soon as I would let her out unattended, it would happen again. Finally, I caught the woman next door sticking something through the fence for the dog and I walked over and asked her to please not feed my dog anything as she was throwing up afterwards. She either didnt understand english or pretended she didnt, yelled at me in another language (I really dont know what nationality she was) and ran in her house.

The police knocked on my door once day and said they were there to investigate my dog biting someone. I told him that couldnt be because the dog was never anywhere besides inside my house or in my fenced backyard and she was never in my backyard when we werent home.

Turns out the woman was sticking food through the fence and when Hurricane took it from her she nicked her finger.

It had happened days earlier, but the neighber had waited for an english speaking relative to come to her house before calling the police.

All I had to do was prove my dog had license and shots and the police got the woman to agree to stop feeding my dog.

[Lyric]

2. Some stranger walked up, knocked on my door, and asked me to give my dog away.

Seriously.

It was a 30-ish year old woman, reasonably "normal" looking. She knocked on the door, I answered, and she said that she'd seen my dog out playing on our large, second-floor, covered back deck (where he stays when the weather is mild, because likes being outside and it's safe for him there). She then proceeded to ask if I'd be willing to give him to her.

I was just shocked--who in the world DOES something like that? I could kind of understand it if he'd been tied up in a backyard or locked into his crate all day--that's no way for a dog to live, and plenty of people feel very strongly about that (including me). But he had food, plenty of water, his toys, his chew bone, a 20-foot by 8-ft totally-shaded deck that's 15 feet up off the ground with banister fencing all around it, and he wasn't crated or tied up or anything. Our back deck is like a big playpen for him, and since we don't have a yard, it's the next best thing to one. He can run and hop and roll and bounce and have fun out there, whereas he has to behave himself inside. He even has a doggy door (a piece of screening that's only attached to the screen door at the top) so he can come back inside whenever he wants to. We always leave that door open during good weather, when Toby's outside on the deck.

I just stood there shocked for a moment, told her NO, and then went back inside. She seemed really upset and disappointed, and it took her a good five minutes to finally leave my front porch. I've thought about it and thought about it, and the only rational explanation I can come up with is that she either mistook our house for someone else's house (maybe someone who advertised a dog for giveaway?) or she's a Golden Retriever fanatic/backyard breeder who saw how gorgeous our dog is and wanted him--either as a pet, or as a stud (he's not neutered, and his Boy Bits are hard to miss, even from ground level out back).

Either way, it creeped me out. I locked the doors and brought Toby inside just in case. If she WAS some kind of backyard breeder or mentally-ill Golden fanatic, I didn't want to take the chance that she'd find a way to steal him or hurt him somehow.

[KurtNYC]

5. I think there is a whole category for that -- "I want/will take your dog"

I have had people say to one of my dogs "Come home with me, I will feed and love you like he doesn't" (words to that effect)

and I just say something like "I am standing right here. I can hear you."

[MiddleFingerMom]

3. Assumed my fart was hers...

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...poor, poor doggie.
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She looked at me as if to say, "If I could truly speak, you would be SO busted!!!"
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[rug]

4. Humped it.

Fair is fair.

[KurtNYC]

6. I think that wins.

That is WEIRD.