My friend Sharon from Cub Scouts has Federal jury duty this week. She said last night that she was thinking of trying to take her cat for Emotional Support today.
There is a woman in this complex who has a little tiny Yorkie, and ostensibly, he is her companion animal. She puts him on the leash, and when he stops to do his business, she just drags him with his leg in the air or his rump in a squat and doesn’t clean up after him.
He is no more a companion animal than I am. He’s just a convenience when she wants him to be and a nuisance otherwise.