No. The German Shepherd was sprawled out on the floor under my feet. On the flight back I only had to contend with a 225 pound mother with a 3 month old baby in the middle seat next to me. The crying, pooping and breast feeding seemed mild compared to my previous flight.
I bet you are ready to get back into the friendly skies.
Yikes!
Do you play poker? I don’t, but I think I’d like to play against you. You get bad draws.