|Barked: Wed Apr 10, '13 9:34pm PST |
|We all seem to like occasional stories, so here’s my first for the forum.
So after doing some advanced obedience touch-up work at the club (I’m a member of a local obedience club) we stopped at a local grocery store in an ify area of town for some cereal and milk for the week. By this point I was sore and limping really hard but with Brady on one side and my cane on the other we headed in.
Before I got into the store we got compliments on his breed and appearance, guessing people like Collies. One mistook him for a GSD mix but another corrected her before I could, smooth Collies get that a lot. Once in the store, more ‘aww, pretty dog’ etc., etc. I ask the cashier’s where the right aisles were as I had only visited this particular store once before over a year earlier.
After I got my directions I headed the right way, passing a well dressed woman who had a managerial feel to her. Her first comment wasn’t one of the ADA questions, but surprisingly “Aww, can I pet him?” I politely declined her as I do everyone especially kids, and told her “Sorry, he’s working”. I went on my way, got my stuff and left with a sweet cashier who pretended he didn’t exist. With an obvious limp and the cane I happily haven’t had any access issues even though I was worried that being in my late twenties with a mobility issue that I might.
Still I wonder, was the possible manager’s question a test, or was she really that ignorant to SDs. Hmm. I really don’t let anyone pet him because it is like petting my wheelchair, just annoying, distracting, and possibly dangerous if he gets overly excited he could pull me off my feet.
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