I know they're great dogs. I've met several of the slobbery goobers.
In hindsight, I should have sent the wife on the errand, and tried to work on him some. Maybe make friends with him.
I, admit to having sort of a mental block any more with strange dogs due to my experiences at work, the endless "training sessions" on avoiding dog attacks, and hours of personally watching videos on dog behavior, and body language.
That deep, guttural rumble from his chest was enough to scare me off.
If I get another chance, I'll be more patient, and maybe make something happen with him.
It just breaks my heart that he's out there wandering around alone, and lost.
I don't want him, don't need him, but I'll be damned if I'll let him be alone, lost, and hungry!! If I can help it......