Call me old fashioned but what the? I have seen with my very own eyes a well-dressed elderly lady swishing around a department store with a very large Rottweiler by her side. Right near the breakable Christmas trinkets! We are not talking a tiny handbag dog but more of a small horse really.
And there have been others. We sat in a restaurant after sledding the other day and there were two Rottweilers in there – one sat under the table while the other leapt around in the air in an effort to establish itself as the alpha male (I imagine). There was a fair bit of growling going on but no-one seemed to bat an eyelash except for us. Well ok, I may have feared it would eat some of our pommes frites which were soooooo good after the freezing air outside.