Walking around yesterday, I met a dog. It was a cute dog. As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to pet it. I walked up to the owner, asked if I could pet their dog and of course without hesitation, they said yes. While petting this dog, I asked the owner “how old is he?” The owner answered saying SHE was 3. After a few more seconds of petting this adorable dog, I said my goodbyes and we parted ways. As I continued my walk, I thought about my recent encounter with the dog, replaying the special moment over again in my head. I then found myself wondering.. why do we all assume dogs are males when first meeting them, later finding out many are indeed not males, but females. Now I’m not saying this issue is going to make tomorrow’s headlines in the small town of Norton, but I think it’s something we can all take the same to think about because at the end of the day… dogs have feelings too. Considering there is no obvious distinction when first encountering what gender it is, perhaps we could use broader term as simple as “it”. Here we are in the 21st century, fighting for equality, yet calling female dogs males. Where’s the equality in that?