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People in my neighborhood. Okay, so I'm walking Harley Quinn, my new rottweiler puppy, around the neighborhood getting her used to people and the leash and teaching her to listen. People come and pet her and ask the following questions
"Awww, that's cute. Is it a boy or a girl?" Girl.
"How old is she?" She just turned 3 months.
"Wow. She's big, what kind of dog is she?" She's a rottweiler.
"Oh... I gotta go now."
You were just petting the damn dog... I'm fine with people who see her and don't want to come close, one less time I have to stop and answer those questions. But if you've already touched the dog and didn't get bit why would you get freaked out when you realize what type it is?
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