"Need new glasses, mister??"

This morning, momma drank coffee while I was on squirrel patrol, 1st shift. Then we went for a walk in 4 or 5 inches of fluffy, fresh snow - excellent for rolling and nosing around in. A man was driving past us. He stopped, rolled down his window and asked, "Cairn terrier???" I bared my teeth, growled and lunged toward him...Okay, I 'm kidding. Momma said "No, he's a Westie!" The man said, "Beautiful dog!" So I said, "Going to get new glasses, mister?!?!? You need them."
Okay, so I didn't really say that, but I wanted to. I have nothing but admiration and respect for the 'Cairn Terrier', but I AM A WESTIE!!! How does a person mix us up like that??? Good grief...