I was walking down the street when the lifted pickup slowed down and a man stuck his head out. Oh no, I thought. I was having such a nice evening and here some jackass was about to ruin it by shouting something obscene at me. And sure enough, he shouted, "Hey, that's a damn nice—"

I tensed and took a deep breath. I was walking 5 dogs at the time, from my smallest 25-pound border collie to my 87-pound GSD. I felt safe, so I was preparing to shout an obscenity back at him.

"—damn nice group of dogs!" he finished, gave me a thumbs up, and drove on.

#TeamDog I guess? It is a damn nice group of dogs, for the record.