I didn’t see the baby in the cart behind us but the babies saw each other.
“Hi!” The one squealed, twisting around in the cart seat to see Charlotte in the front of my cart.
And Charlotte? She leaned forward, eagerness pulling her as close as the strap would allow – and barked.
That, I guess, is what happens when you raise babies with dogs.
She’s been barking for a while now, though she doesn’t say any people words. At first it was just when we passed barking dogs on our walk. She’d bark back, so excited. Now she barks whenever she sees any animal: bird, ferret, dog – they all get the same greeting.
And so, apparently, do other small people. Barks are a good way to say hello, right?