What I did not expect was what the young man waiting on the other side of the intersection yelled from his window while waiting at the red light:
"Your dog sucks cock!"
I don't even... What? Immediately I went on defense and I got angry and frustrated and wanted to sling up a middle finger or yell a retort, but what would I say, I was too confused. We completed the final block home trying to figure it out.
Entering the house I gave HB a little biscuit and called Wife. She gave me HB's perspective:
oh boy! Some guys yelled from a car. I peed.
I got a treat!