Many many people in New York own dogs. Many of these people believe that their dogs come before people. I hate that, hate that, hate that.
Dogs have gotten into vicious fights in my wing’s elevator, so our building instituted a two dog max per elevator ride rule. That’s one dog too many for me. And if the dog happens to go where you want no dog to go, half the time the owner isn’t apologetic. As if you’re supposed to put the dog’s happiness above your own privacy, and comfort level. Don’t get that.
Our streets are packed; yet people think nothing of letting their dog use public streets as toilets, clean it, but not quite all. Gross.
Yesterday I went to my pharmacy to have a prescription filled. A woman took up the entire pharmacists counter, it is small, with her sable coat, cell phone, and gigantic dog. She was talking to a friend on the phone as the dog tried to do a bit more than talk to me. The pharmacist, new but not young, shrugged as if there was nothing he could do.
It’s a damn pharmacy and one of the supposed classiest in New York. The dog began barking when I wouldn’t let him touch me–in a place I would never let a person touch me in public. The woman turned to me, and began to object to my not allowing the dog to touch me. I asked her if she was on the phone with a doctor, nurse, insurance company or anything to do with health at all.. Sometimes I can be very rude though she was obviously chit chatting while five of us were standing on line. She left. The pharmacist apologized.
Then I went across the street to get my tax things copied. A woman walked in just before me. A man was standing at the counter talking quite loudly and not looking at his dog which lunged for the woman. When she complained he told her that she was crazy, it’s a free country and dogs can be taken anywhere.
The woman ran out of the store. I stayed as far away from the dog and its owner as possible.
I understand that New York can be an isolating city; I understand that a dog can be a persons best friend. But they would die before they had a best friend who headed straight for the crotch.
Once I was in Loves–a discount chain so similar to Duane Reade it was taken over by them. I was at the counter. Two huge dogs eyed each other. They were about to begin a fight when they both noticed my crotch. Headed straight there. Touched me. The owners finally tried to begin to control the dogs. They couldn’t. I didn’t want to scream but I didn’t want the dogs touching me. The manager said “this is Love’s and we practice love. We love our dogs,” said this right as they battled for ownership of my crotch.
Why is this an acceptable practice in dogs? Why do dogs come before people? A woman in my building once told me that she liked me very much, and that if I bought a dog, I could be her friend and we could walk our dogs together. What an exciting friendship offer. Brought tears to my eyes. Tears of laughter because I did find that to be beyond sick.
I had actually been thinking of getting a Maltese. However, I don’t want to contribute to the ever rising rate of dog owners gone amuck.
I like dogs. Well behaved dogs who I can touch when I want to. Think I have a right to go into a store and not expect dogs running up to me. Apparently I’m in the minority on this issue
Do I really need to live in an overcrowded city with prices spiraling out of control, and dogs in charge? They would die before they let their children get away with such vulgar boorish behavior. But their dog…Think no store should allow a dog in it. Think dog owners should really think about their behavior and why they allow their dog free reign.
I think I’m beginning to hate dogs because along with tourists and very rich people they are over taking my city. Tourist can come as long as they don’t bring their dogs. Some very rich people have dogs; and love to let them run amuck to show that they control. Hate people who aren’t mannered and force confrontations because they won’t control their frigging dogs.
Certain people can bring their dogs into NY such as Cat; and Doug; everybody else, please let me know so that I can either leave town or have Mayor Bloomberg institute a new quality of life order. Wait, shouldn’t have that been done already?