This isn't going to go over very well, and will be less than politically correct, not to mention terribly unwoke. This issue has nagged me for the longest time. It's that I have this irresistible urge to scratch and bite people when they drag their so-called ESA (Essentually Stupid Animals)- dogs into the supermarket, or into any public building for that matter. Sometimes I will lurk by the exit doors of establishments just waiting for so-called emotionally disturbed clownheads to roll their carts out towards the parking area, just to surprise them when they approach their car. Then, as they begin opening their door or trunk, I've got them!
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Fortunately, I'm a cat. I soon lose interest in pointless pursuits. I have actual game to stalk. Besides, it's not about those poor stupid dogs, it's about their emotionally perturbed leash holders! They can be vicious!It's not the trembling, fright-filled elderly folks, who desperately clutch ragged, overaged poodles to their breast. Or leave their Beloved trembling pitifully in the grocery cart's child seat. No, I speak of the dim-witted, giggling, twenty or thirty-somethings prancing stupidly around with their prissy mini-dobermans, dressed in cute little blue suits with clip-on red MAGA ties. Bimbos parading together up and down the makeup aisle. Even more arrogant are the well-dressed, pretentiously successful professionally plotting 'somebodies' with their equally well-mannered Airedale Terriers.
It's not like it even matters. How casually can any of these people not notice the precious piddle by their feet? I often wonder if any of these folks really need any 'emotional support'. Especially those who are simply comparison-shopping for cheap-priced small brewery IPAs, or those thinking they might have to drive over to Trader Joe's to find a finer selection of proper bouquets of labeled wine.
I'm leaning toward the ragged poodle clutchers searching for WIP stickers and buying all they can with food stamps.
-Reyn
2/5/25
-Reyn
2/5/25
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