Yesterday evening, returning from his allotted daily exercise walk, my son came across two family groups. The first comprised of a mother and two small children, a boy and a girl. The second two adults, two children and a dog - walking free and not on a lead.
The groups were walking in opposite directions along a lane, while the humans kept the prescribed 2 meters apart, the dog ran towards the woman walking down the lane with her children. At which point my son realised that the girl was terrified of dogs - she appeared increasingly anxious and distressed as the dog drew closer and was clinging to her mum.
Noticing this, my son went forward, spoke to the dog and held its collar, then directed it back to its family.
In normal circumstances, this small act might have elicited some thanks, but not last night: both groups told him he needed to be stay 6 feet away. At which he turned and walked away, to the sound of the child's resumed crying.
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