Pennyaline wrote:

> If we all followed that logic, we'd never take our dogs anywhere with
> us, not even o-u-t for an ide-ray in the ar-cay for ice eam-cray on hot
> evenings.

Oh, you have one of those too! When our beloved Blanca was still alive,
I couldn't brush my teeth or put on my shoes without her turning into a
whimpering mess, running the length of the house and bouncing at the
front door so we wouldn't forget to take her. We'd tell her to stop
being a "Stress Poodle" (sorry, poodles!) Had to spell things all the
time. She still knew ...

She did go everywhere with us, and we only brought her into PetsMart
once so we could fit her with a proper harness. She hated the place.
Which was good, because I have some real reservations about other
peoples dogs and the opportunity of passing diseases around.

Many, if not most, of the people I've come across at these pet stores
don't have full control of their dogs and have them in collars that
wouldn't keep a hamster contained. Children very seldom respect a dog's
"space" and a lot of those dogs don't respect the owner enough to
recognize s/he is pack leader.

Just my .02¢ this Friday morning.

--Lin (misses Blanca when on my Saturday morning country drive to the
farmers market. That was "our" time)