So Squire and I were out for a quick walk tonight.
We're walking down the road towards two little boys. (Squire LOVES kids... but little boys are her favourite!) They're probably about 3.5 and 2 years old respectively.
Anyway, as we get closer, the younger one starts to cry...
... the older one solemnly explains to me that 'the baby is afraid of your dog.'
Sometimes, kids are too cute.