I was walking Dexter last night and came across a man with a huge Staffordshire Bull Terrier (the favoured breed here in England). Of all the people I work with that have dogs, the two that I’ve actually seen are both Staffie Bulls… but this one was about twice the size, on a chain link leash with a mean looking chest strap. He looks like he means business, and his owner was a large, intimidating man that completed the look.
Staffie’s are really sweet dogs that just have a bad rep, like Dobermans and Pit Bulls, so after I asked if he was nice I stopped and let Dex sniff and socialize.
“He’s beautiful! He’s the biggest Staffie I’ve seen. What’s his name?”
“Deefa.”
“Diva? Oh, he’s a she?”
“No, he’s a he. His name is Deefa.”
“I’m sorry, Deeva?”
“No, Deefa…. As in ‘D’ fa’ Dog.”
“Oh.”
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