"What is that?" the man laughed, as he stared at her dog.
"He's a greyhound," my wife Nancy replied. Our greyhound is lanky-tall, multicolored, and kind of goofy looking.
Nancy frequently is asked questions about our pet. "Did you adopt him?" "Can I pet him?" "Is he friendly?" She loves to walk for miles, using these questions as conversation starters.
These walks also have caused her to be asked many other questions. Frequently, a driver looking at a scrap of paper will ask her for directions. Some only have the name of a family they are looking for. Yet they will ask, "Do you know where the Millers live?"
Our rural area is dotted with lakes. Often a car with a boat trailer will stop. Nancy can guess the question — "Where's the public boat launch for...?"