I once lived down by the railroad tracks, a few blocks North; and one time I took my son and a friend's young children to the zoo, which it was across the tracks... To get to the zoo I had to make a big loop around a big dog that always barked at me, and after doing that I had to walk up the hill to a pedestrian walkway.... On the way back, pulling a wagon with three kids in it, I spent more time looking back than forward, and I was tired out after about four hours in the mid day sun... I noticed one child, boogy was her nick name, looking beyond my leg as I backed down the path... I said: what are you looking at???
She said: does that dog bite??? Without thinking about it I had backed right into that dog, well into the circle of his chain...
I said: I hope not, and just continued walking...
If the dog barks at you, just try backing into him... It might work...
Welcome...

Do you call yourself fido because of this?