Hairy baby

The usual routine now is for Basil to do the middle third of our walks in his chariot, which seems to work well for all concerned (except all the lifting him up and down, including at home, which is taking its toll on my back). Two women walked towards us today, smiled and said 'hello' and then, after they'd just gone past, one of them shrieked, 'oh it's a dog!'. I'm getting this reaction rather a lot...