Posted on 04/01/2022 12:40:30 PM PDT by Scarlett156
We don't know if we'll ever get over running into dogs on the daily. They're so adorable, fluffy, and precious! But as you get older, you're supposed to keep your cool when you see a dog. Whoever made that rule was clearly not a dog person. From now on, we'll be taking our dog social cues from this excited toddler.
TikTok user @lilskrimp posted a video of an excited toddler meeting a good pup. The adorable clip has over 1.8 million views and 372.4K likes. The caption reads, "I too, have the same reaction when I see my dog." We have the same reaction not just for our dog, for all dogs! The little boy has the biggest smile on his face and keeps yelling, "A doggy, a doggy!" He jumps up and down, and we can feel his excitement from a mile away!
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Adorable! And both of them — dog and human — behave perfectly. Kudos to all adults involved!
Just like me when I met Great Dane when I was three and a half. Remembered it even since. I’m 79 now. Danes are the greatest!!!
Golden’s are the best. I had a huge dog who was very aloof. He paid zero attention to other dogs but he acted like a puppy when he saw a golden.
This is still me in every pet store or other situation where some rando dog appears...and I’m not ashamed of it.
Couple years ago I was having some intense conversation with a friend in a parking lot when a dog walked by.
Without warning, I immediately dropped down to the dog’s level and started loving on him, leaving the now-ignored friend still standing, wondering where the hell I’d vanished to.
;D
Oddly, my Doberman acts just like that boy when he sees a kid.
“A tiny human! A tiny human! Squeeee!!”
Waaaaaay overrated video.
A doggy!
Dog people are often born and stay that way the rest of their lives. I met the G D when my parents and I were living in a 4 room apartment in Chicago. To say the least, my father was taken a bit aback wen I asked if we could have one. Nevertheless, I did get one about 12 years ago. Best dog I ever had.
Not sure what ratings system you mean. I always look at this stuff. It makes me feel....good.
The cuteness is incinerating.
Lucky you! I recall a person telling a story about how they just reached down to pet a Dane they met on a walk - with the owner ensuring her that yes, he’s friendly - and the dog just went crazy on her. Ha, what an experience that must have been.
Aren’t they? They’re the best bird dogs with their awareness/responsiveness to what Master wants. Almost never freak out except with tail-wagging.
Yes, that is also me. Business meeting. Getting busted by the cops. “Hello! Doggy!” (police dog sniffs my hand, thinks, “Do that again, lady, and I’m going to maul you.”)
A doggy.
STUPID video.
NOT funny.
NOT cute.
Beautiful dog, but would I let MY toddler jump up and down right in a large dog’s face? The dog could have bit his face off.
BEYOND irresponsible on the parent’s/grandparent’s part.
I don’t remember him going crazy on me, but do remember him being very nice, nice to the point where thereafter I always wanted a Dane. Having had one, I’m convinced the proper way to refer to them is to call them “Daney Honey Monster Love Dogs.” If you get one, you’ll have a giant, hilariously funny, four footed love machine.
I do not remember a time when I was not dog crazy.
I think I’m mutt at heart.
:)
Even the police dogs I’ve met loved me, along with the “savage trained guard dogs” at businesses.
I discovered my “superpower” when I was barely 3.
My dad took me to the backwoods local welder, Ol Man Zello to get something fixed.
Mr Zello had a huge collection of junkyard dogs, mostly GSDs and mixes thereof and while dad was waiting for his part to be welded back together, I wandered off to the dog pack.
There was a huge pile of old tires nearby and I climbed to the top of them, and the dogs followed me, all 20 or so of them.
When dad came looking for me, there I was, atop my throne of dogs and he told me to get down so we could go home.
As one, all the dogs bared their teeth and snarled at him.
So Mr Zello tried.
Same result.
It was then I realized The Power of The Dog and sat up there for over an hour, petting the dogs and giggling because no one could get me away from my new best friends and protectors.
Eventually I got hungry and did come down and boy, did I get my butt smacked.
But I never forgot that and neither did my dad.
When I was in trouble for something, I would run to my Dobermans and hunker down with them until he cooled off and gave up.
I was “raised by wolves” and all the better for it.
:)
The dog was great about it, but it is not a good idea to let a little kid screech like that in the face of a strange dog several times his size.
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