Dog theft at the supermarket

When we still lived in Tel Aviv, I used to take Sharav to a lot of places with me, and if he wasn’t allowed inside, then I would just tie his leash up outside to wait for me.

Once, I left him tied outside the supermarket while I ran inside for a few minutes to grab some groceries. While I was paying, someone came in and frantically told me that my dog was being stolen! I dropped everything and ran outside to figure it out, and sure enough, a stranger had untied Sharav’s leash and was taking him away!

I threatened the asshole with some extreme violence, and his sheepish excuse was that Sharav was very friendly… and therefore he just assumed that Sharav had wanted to be taken from me.

Then it happened a few months later at the barber.