It sounds like the title of a bad joke. But it’s a real story.My husband and I were walking our dogs in our neighborhood the other day. “Hey!” Jane* called. “Do you live in this neighborhood?” “Yes” my husband said. Later, he told me that as he said this, he steeled himself for some complaint about our dogs. My husband and I have 2 adopted shelter dogs, each has their own “special qualities”. Veritable “bulls in a china shop”, and not welcome at the neighborhood dog party.