Great call Plum. I'll remember that athsma attack angle next time there's a pet in a public place.
Last Summer, one couple carried their weiner dog all the way through the outdoor line for hamburgers and condiments at what is not only MI's biggest weekly cruise, but reportedly the biggest weekly cruise in the NE USA..
Come to think of it, I'm going to send the restaurant a letter about it right now.
As long as we're ranting, what's with all these adults wearing pajama bottoms in public? Bad enough they let their teenage kids do it..
Ah, so by that rationale, if a dog had a better personality, he would cease to be a filthy animal. Is that true?
MAAAAAAAAKAAAAAAARA!!!!!!!!!!!!
It would be true if you were talking about a pig after the dog reference like they are in the movie...
"Well we'd have to be talkin' about one charmin' motherfuckin' pig. I mean he'd have to be ten times more charmin' than that Arnold on Green Acres, you know what I'm sayin'?"
Phil
I'm a big animal lover.My wife also.But one thing.A pet is a pet.Treat it like a pet.When we had our dog for 18 years before he passed away last summer.We had it groomed weakly.The dog was cleaner then a person.But..a big but.We never kissed the dog like some people do. We treated the dog as a pet.We took great care and love towards him.The difference here was like I said.Treated as the pet he was.I would never bring my pet to a resteraunt..Even a pizzaria on the way back from a walk.Never..Some people don't give a fuck about germs..
Haven't seen any dogs in the restaurants down here in Florida yet, but I would rather put up with a dog than the screaming kid that I always end up next to. We don't have smoking sections here anymore but I would love to be in a no screaming kid section. ESPECIALLY if I am having the green beans.
Obstacle #1. Obnoxious kid peering over the seat behind your wife's head.
Obstacle #2. Overly loud table of "Miss thang" bitches.
Obstacle #3. Man spelling out his marital affair on the cell phone to his buddy behind your head.
Your pulse quickens. Your adrenal gland readies you for fight or flight response. Your Wife is oblivious, entering her second chapter on the "How my day went" ramble. You sigh, and finish your beer, and feel the skin on your lip part painfully from the chip in the glasses edge.
How would you handle the situation?
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Punch the kid, throw the guys cell phone in his beer, ditch the wife and grab one of those "Miss Thangs", the hot one, and play hide the sausage for a few hours at her place.
Canadian tv just has a segment last night about how West Palm Beach is THE place where llittle dogs get pampered to death by the rich. Including $25,000 dog houses. I can just imagine the restaurant/dog experiences down there..
(Obstacle #4 The lousy waitress with the tattoo on her neck asks, "Do you want your change??" )
