This interaction occurred a few years ago when I used to live in my parents house. I was a junior in high school in a rather affluent neighborhood.
Thus, the people who lived there were usually smart, but rather than rude with large egos, they were kind and friendly. I was walking my dog when an older lady was crossing the street in front of us, seemingly out for a stroll. My dog was a Glen of Imaal terrier, a rather unknown breed, which caused people to frequently ask what breed she was as they have most likely never seen the breed before.
The lady approached and we greeted, the interaction followed like so. Old lady: Hi there honey. That is an interesting looking dog. Mind if I ask what breed he is? Old lady: I have never heard of that breed before. Goes on to pet my dog, who is loving the attention. Me: Well actually it is a she and yes she is just fantastic.
Up until this point, the lady has been nothing but smiles and laughs, however, after I said that she turned sternly towards me. Old lady: In a very matter-of-fact tone You know it is a myth that dogs come in the female gender. There is no such thing as a female dog. Me: Obviously caught off guard Um, no I believe that there are female dogs as this one is not a boy.
Old lady: No it is a boy. Old lady: That is why people think female dogs exist, because the breeders cut half of the [derogatory term for male parts] off of the puppies. Me: Visibly shaken and confused as to how she could have ever heard of or made this up Um, okay⦠Well, have a nice day. Old lady: You too honey, glad I could educate you on your own dog!
