WHY THE F#:K IS IT...

...people feel the need to take their goddamned dog everywhere they go?
It's not your freakin kid, it will be OK while you got to Home Depot to get a new trash can for fucks sake.
I go to HD on Wednesday to get some stuff for work, 3- 10' sticks of copper pipe so I'm using a cart. I go up one aisle, 2 fat assed dykes with 2 Pomafuckwhateverthehellyouare dogs on leashes are deciding which sprinkler they need. They move over so I can get by but don't pay any mind to the dogs that are sitting in the middle of the aisle and I can't get by.
Move your fucking dogs! I finally had to ask them to move their dogs.
Fuck!

Today I go with the Mrs to look at some lights and a trash can (who pays $100.00 for a damn trash can anyway?) And there is some broad with a full sized poodle and 2 little kids trying to get a trash can too. The kids are being kids, jumping all over the displays while the dog tangles the broad up with its leash. The broad can't catch the kids until she untangled herself, she does so and turns to deal with the kids and the dog delivers the CouDeGras'- takes a dump on the floor right in front of the trash cans the wife wanted to look at.
Fuck!

Needless to say we need to find a trash can still.....

I have noticed the same thing at Home Depot lately. Used to be rare to see someone with a dog in there, now they are everywhere.
I didnt even bother with the store on Grant when I lived in town, it was worth the drive to hit the one over in Brighton near Platte Valley hospital. Less traffic, less stupid in the store.

Maybe it's not everyone else that's the problem. That's what the wife tells me.

She's wrong.

I'd rather deal with dogs dumping in the Depot than the Fatty Fucktard families that constantly wander the aisles of Costco, line abreast so as to block the entire aisle, at a pace that would bore a tortoise, going from one free food sample to another. Fuckin' Costcos need to be nuked on Sat mornings.

We had one at the office I work at. Dummy bought a service dog vest and claimed it as such. The dog was no service animal. Jumped on people and was nippy.

I told the guy to control his pet many times and he would get angry for me calling it a pet. I then told him if his pet jumped on me or nipped at my that would be the end of his pet right then and there. No warning, I would just shoot it. His pet hasn't been back in a while and will not be.

HR had it under review and determined it or he wasn't qualified for said service pet.

I can't stand these pets in stores. The stores have no power for fear of coming in conflict with ADA rules. But what about employees or other patrons who may be allergic or fearful of dogs. True service dogs are well behaved and you don't notice them.

I think I am going to claim my handgun a service device. If i dont have it i get great uncontrollable anxiety and calm down by knowing I have. Why are the two pieces of property treated differently? Mine I well behave and is rarely seen, the other, not so much, plus it's dirty, brings bugs, attacks on its own, ect...

My ex's daughter now has 8 cats in her rented condo.
The condo only allows 2 pets, but she and her new husband claim 3 each as "service" animals.

ADA has been out of control for a while.

Must be grouchy old man Saturday, I found just the few people I ran into getting tires to be annoying, but they really didn't do anything wrong

I hate it. Dogs in stores everywhere, it's out of control. There oughta be a state law strictly prohibiting dogs and cats in stores except for seeing-eye dogs. Big fines, including for service animal fraud. No emotional support animal bullshit.

In Montrose a while back I encountered some fucktard doper dragging his cat around on a leash on a busy sidewalk of Main Street. He thought it was cool. The cat was terrified. He relished engaging people in conversations, some young women and many angry people. It was a rare but prime example of animal cruelty. I wanted to beat him to death.

Something tells me that the people who do this probably won't reply.

People think their dogs are people and treat them as such. I upset some people recently when they asked if I wanted a wheel chair for my severely aging lab. I said, "No, the day he can't get up on his own is the day he gets put down." They couldn't believe I could be so heartless. My best friend spent years in the foster care system before being adopted. He absolutely hates when people use those terms with pets.