I don’t often spot strange Scotties in the streets, but today I saw two I’d never seen before. The first was near my office in a small park but I was in a hurry so I couldn’t stop for a chat. The second was a block from my house and I was out on my evening walk with Bridget so had plenty of time to talk Scottie talk.
At first I couldn’t believe it was another Scottie. In the two years we’ve had Bridget, she has never actually met another Scottish Terrier. “Oh,” I said as we approached the dog, “another Scottie.” But the owner of the other Scottish Terrier, who, appeared from the contents of his grocery cart to be heading to the local beer store, completely ignored me and and Bridget. He didn’t so much as look at us, let alone seem the slightest bit interested that another Scottie had crossed his path.
I’d heard tell there was a Scottish Terrier named Toby in the nabe but I don’t think this was Toby, who I picture belonging to a kindly, chatty, cookie-baking type who doesn’t have to speed walk to the beer store on Friday night.
In any case, there are far more terriers in Toronto than Montreal. It’s definitely much more of a dog town. I’ve seen several Westies in the neighborhood, a Norwich, a couple of Airedales, a Sealy, lots of Jack Russell and many more. I hope to post pictures very soon, but in the mean time, here’s a video by the Kids in the Hall, who aren’t all Toronto boys but made their names here.