Ever so often, Chow Chow has his fair share of doggy pals he met at the dog park, who like to chase him after the initial sniffing around. Likewise, Chow Chow sometimes would set his eyes on particular dogs and then go over to sniff, follow and chase.
In fact, Chow Chow has been chasing and trying to get on top of this particular black female airedale, causing much panic to the poor dog and half-amusement plus half-annoyance to the owner - a bespectacled American guy who is too polite to tell us off to get Chow Chow off his dog's back.
Then there was another time when Chow Chow was giving far too much attention to this little greyhound, scaring the poor dog and her skinny legs were shivering.
This time, Chow Chow has a taste of his own medicine when a dog named Harry kept following him for a good two hours or so ever since Chow Chow stepped into the dog park. Even his owner admitted that her dog is just so in love with Chow Chow. No other dog can distract Harry from tailing Chow Chow. We could see that sometimes Chow Chow was irritated with his new shadow and was trying to shake off his faithful follower.
Harry: Hey Chow Chow, where are you heading to?
Chow Chow: Nowhere in particular...
Harry: You're off to the other mud puddle?
Chow Chow: Yeah, but you don't have to come along...
Harry: Oh but I do wanna follow you!
Chow Chow: Are you kidding me? I'm so filthy no one wants to come near me!
Harry: Just let me sniff at your muddy butt one more time!
Chow Chow: Gah!!!!
Chow Chow: Ok, I'll let you sniff mine, if you let me sniff yours!
Harry: You smell good! The mud really enhance the scent!
Chow Chow: Are you done yet? You are embarassing me in front of my daddy!
Chow Chow: Now can you get out of my way?
Harry: Oh c'mon, I'm not gonna let you get away.
Chow Chow: Hey listen to me, how about we make a deal. You go that way when I count to three.
Harry: Sure! I'd love a new game!
Chow Chow: You are supposed to go that way, buddy!
Harry: Not so fast, little furry one...
Chow Chow: Just get out of my way, you hear?
Harry: No way, not even if you push me down and offer me a big juicy bone!
Chow Chow: Ok, listen up, I have fleas...
Harry: Fleas? Are they yummy?
Chow Chow: They are nasty little buggers that make you itch like crazy!
Harry: Oh you poor thing!
Chow Chow: Boo hoo... thanks for your shoulder to cry on. You better not come near me anymore.
Harry: Hey, that's ok...what's a little fleas among friends? Besides, I can't seem to find any fleas on you to be honest.
Chow Chow: (trying to change subject) Check out that Samoyed! What say you we go and sniff his fluffy white butt?
Harry: That one? I don't know...that much fur may make me sneeze...
Harry: I rather sniff yours!
Chow Chow: Hey Harry, that's quite enough for today. My daddy's calling me now. I gotta go!
Harry: So soon?! I wanna come home with you!
Sensing that Chow Chow was pretty annoyed by his stalker, we decided to head home for his bath. Never have I seen Chow Chow so eager to follow us to the gate when we call out to him to go home!
As for Harry, he trailed Chow Chow all the way to the gate and tried to hump Chow Chow right in front of us! Poor Chow Chow, was he glad to leave the dog park that very second!