There are countries where all dogs have owners (mostly on the other side of the leach) and you are always supposed to ask the owners before you pet them.
And then there are countries blessed with really cute street dogs that tend to turn tummy up when you're passing them. You're supposed to pet those randomly.
My country was the type with packs of street dogs that you had to keep your distance from and that you saw on the news from time to time for mauling another passerby
This reminds me, I was once walking into a Melbourne Metro station, and the Aussie mate I was with had been spinning me some web of shit for a while, I finally lost it and loudly announced "LOOK, mate, I'm not gonna believe any of the SHIT that comes out of YOUR MOUTH ever since you tried to sell me on FUCKIN HOOP SNAKES" and a random commuter woman in earshot literally doubled over laughing.
The drop bears are really getting out of hand. Fuck the Emu war, we need a drop bear war.
Drop bears aren't a joke, millions of families suffer from drop bears every year.
One of my saddest days was waiting to cross a road and a car stopped Infront of me with it's passenger window open and a big Labrador hopped up and was face to face with me.
I excitedly asked the owner if I could pet the dog, as it was literally delivered to my face and she said no like it was a weird request. Thats stuck with me for half a decade already.