Is there something(s) more important than whining about the little things?
Seems not.
:)
No, not really.
It was a pretty unremarkable news day
But really, someone could have been seriously injured and probably will in the near future as people become more conceited about taking their animals to places where they really should be.
Sorry, having a dog rub up against you once while you're trying to eat might be whining. But to have the same dog come wandering back to do it again within 30 seconds? No body should have to put up with inconsiderate owners who can't keep control of their dogs in public. If they can't handle their dogs, what must their kids be like?
Well, of course there is.
There is the state of world affairs, the deforestation in Brazil, the corruption in DC, the islamic jihadi nutballs, the stupidity of the...well, yeah, there are more important things.
But knowing all that, I still object when a dog sits in a booth next to mine in a restaurant and shakes his coat out and deposits untold amounts of flying dog hair on my food.
I object when a yappy little hairball is put on the floor of the local Sam's Club and allowed to deposit it's feces on the traveled portion of where I am shopping for food and the recipient of the "services" of the "animal" just smiles stupidly and walks away.
I object when a pair of unknown to one another "service animals" confront one another in a crowded airline aisle, barking, growling, throwing spit all over and presenting the possibility of an innocent bystander being bitten.
And then, after calming the animals, I and all present are subjected to 15 minutes of butt-smelling and posturing, because, don't ya know, "they have to become known to one another".
I object when I go to get a push basket and find a yellow liquid dripping thru the grates to the bottom, because little Fido, the "service animal" has pissed all over the basket.
This "service animal" crap is out of control.
Dogs are dogs.
Period.
As much as I love mine, I am not so immature and out of touch as to think that everyone else is willing to put up with them in public places.
And please...since we can't solve the worlds problems, abolish corruption in DC, cure poverty in Africa or cure Ebola, maybe, just maybe, someone could tell me just what the hell a "service animal" is, when said "service animal" is in the arms of a little old blue-haired lady in the CVS and the "service animal" is doing nothing but barking, barking, barking and absolutely driving every one else out of their minds.
Yeah, there are more important things...but not a damned one of them will be solved by accepting the pain in the ass that these so-called "service animals" have become and are.
And can anyone define a "service animal"?
If so, then perhaps we can work on establishing a true set of guidelines as to where and when the little bast...uh, "service animals" will be accepted and tolerated.
Knitting and embroidering a silly looking vest for your beloved little shi...tsu ankle biter does not a "service animal" make.
End of rant.
And the worlds problems remain...as do the evil little ankle-biting bas...uh, so-called "service animals".
“Is there something(s) more important than whining about the little things?”
Sure, but this is something that pisses off a LOT of people. But, most say nothing because we know what the incredulous, self-righteous response will be from a ‘dog lover’.
This “Look at me and my cute dog that I love soooo much that it goes everywhere with me!” thing really just makes them look silly.