When I meet someone’s dog, I often ask, “What breed of dog is it?” The question is reflexive and asinine.

It doesn’t mean anything to me what breed the dog is. I’m not a veterinarian or a dog breeder. The person could respond, “She’s a Fuckaddiddle mixed with WankerHound.” I just nod my head and smile.

Instead of asking about the canine’s pedigree, I will show the person I am genuinely interested in their world. “What’s your favorite thing to do with the dog?” or “Why did you name it _____?