<human>: I am writing this on behalf of my dad, a simple mechanic who does not understand reddit.

Three things you need to know for this story: First, my dad is the mechanic version of Michael Scott. Not kidding at all. Second, he is also the nicest person you will ever meet and not racist. Third, we are a poodle family and we love our dogs like they are children, especially my dad.

So...
We were coming back from Hawaii, flying through the Minnesota airport. We are all exhausted. It is the last leg of or flight. We have flown overnight from Hawaii to LA to Minnesota. One more flight and we will be home. We are all ready to just be asleep in our own beds and out of the airport. We are rushing to our gate and we have to get on an elevator to get to our new terminal. My family files on the elevator, along with a few other people including a white middle aged woman carrying a baby in one of those sling things around her body. The baby has curly black hair poking out from the sling. My dad, jet lagged and bedraggled, sees the curly black hair and exclaims happily, "oh!! Adorable! We have a white one of those at home!!" He has just mistaken this woman's baby for a poodle. She was not happy. I tried to explain that my dad is just missing his white poodle and he doesn't mean anything by it, but she says nothing and exits the elevator as quickly as possible.

We tell this story all the time and give him such hard time about it. I like to think someday this baby will grow up and he/she and his/her mom can laugh about the time a crazy old man thought he was a poodle.

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<bot>: My dad saw a white woman with carrying a black curly haired baby and thought it was a poodle, exclaiming "we have a white one at home!"