There we were, Vespa and I, about to cross the road by George Square in Edinburgh - we'd gone on a work trip - and this guy, who was putting up boarding for the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, came leaping over the road and asked me if I needed any help crossing the road.
After the initial shock (and no he wasn't a cute young guy) I very politely told him I wasn't visually impaired and that Vespa was a Guide Dog pup in training. He apologised profusely, but I thought it was just fab that he cared enough to try and help someone he thought was in need.
Proof that there are some very lovely people out there. And proof perhaps that Vespa looked so good he was mistaken for a real Guide Dog? I hope so!
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