Sunday, Zulu & I were on our evening walk, and we came upon another dog running loose. Never seen him before. He was across the street, running, sniffing, having good time, so I figured he was an escapee. I thought we could get past him before he noticed us, but he did, and he came trotting toward us. All indications he was friendly, Zulu stayed quite, but alert. He came up to me first, and stretched to sniff Z. Zulu gave him a stay away look, and he trotted off. We resumed our walk, and the stray walked along with us, mostly ahead of us. Got the street corner to make our turn home, and I knew right away this was not going to be good. A neighbor that I have crossed paths with over many years was walking her two Bostons, who are not very behaved toward other dogs. She was about 100 feet away. We crossed the street to be on the opposite side of her, and the stray followed us. He caught sight of her, took off to check them out. She started screaming at me "why isn't your F**ing dog on a leash! I was too far away to shout back. shook my head and shrugged my shoulders. She continued to scream at me and the stray, and was shaking a can of what I guess was pepper spray. The stray decided that between the woman screaming and her dogs going nuts, he best avoid them, crossing the street back to our side. When I got close to her she was still ranting about my dog being off leash. "It's not my dog! Have you ever seen me walking another dog, or my dog off leash?" She gave me an icy look, and walked off. They stray followed us to the house. When we got behind the gate, he came up and gave me that "can I come in" look. His collar had a phone number written with a marker, but I could not make out all the numbers. Gave him a pat on the head, and he walked away. Never saw him again.