My Bark Is Worse Than Its Bite

A woman is at my checkout, and she places her bag that contains a yapping Pomeranian on the counter very close to me. I love dogs, and I think Pomeranians are cute, but this one is snarling and lunging at me every time I reach for an item.

Me: “Ma’am, can you please carry your bag, or hold your dog back?”

Customer: “Oh, she’s just playing.”

Me: “Regardless, it still looks like she’s actively trying to bite me.”

Customer: “Oh, she won’t bite you.”

Me: “Not more than once…”

Oh, she gave me such a look…