The child and I are walking home from Playcentre. A nanny and her child are walking home with us. We pass the school, and all the school children are outside. It is noisy.
The child and his little friend are walking next to the school fence, about five metres from the footpath. A brown dog (maybe a Pinscher) comes bounding down the footpath. The dog runs down to the children by the school fence. A minute later, a woman appears on the footpath.
Me: Your dog is supposed to be on a lead.
Woman: He’s friendly.
Me: How am I supposed to know that? I don’t know you, or your dog. (In fact, I think I recognize her. It's a small village)
Woman: I called out to you.
Me: I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you. (angry at myself for apologizing)
Woman (calls her dog): See, he’s friendly. (The dog comes. She tries to get her dog to sit)
Me: It can be scary for small children, having a strange dog approach them.
The child: I wasn’t scared.