Good News Bad News

The good news is that Adam is back from his 5 straight nights in the city.Whew.He made decent money but I am definitely not a fan of jobs like that. The bad news is that I almost got arrested.

I am in a much better mood.We had another fight on Saturday about my not being up bright and early to walk the dog by the time A came home around 10:30 am. Am I such a low-life because I don’t think sleeping late on a Saturday morning is so bad? I mean: I walked the dog late, late the night before so that he wouldn’t be dying for a pee by 11am.

So A was very disapproving and grumpy. I got up, dressed and took the dog – planning on staying out for hours and I didn’t expect A to be still home when I got back. But he called me and apologized. That turned everything around back to good.

While I was still steaming about being accused of being a dog abusing low life I went into Duane Reade with Bozzio.If you haven’t been reading for long:Bozzio is a 65 pound Pitbull Boxer mix.He is the kind of friendly smiley dog most people who see him treat like he is going to bite off their faces, legs, arms or feet if they allow him to get too close.
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I used to be grumpy about this but now I just enjoy the extra room I get on the sidewalk when folks see us coming. I mean, really. People are so dumb sometimes. And they all go on and on about not being racist towards people but when it comes to dogs it’s OK to make the exact same kind of blanket stereotype judgements about a breed of dog!

In the drugstore I got my saline solution and was hunting for razors when a manager in his tie and name badge announced to me that I couldn’t have a dog in the store.I looked right at him and said “Yes I can!” he blinked in shock and I headed toward the register.

I really needed my saline solution and I was determined to buy it before the police came. If they came.I assumed he had called them because I saw him go up to the glass doors and look out anxiously.

Many, many times I have seen people bring their dogs into Duane Reade drugstores. I used to tie Bozzio outside because people were so biased against his breed. But when I kept seeing other large breed dog-owners blithely traipsing in and out of the stores I said HEY, Me Too.

Fact: if you allow dogs into your stores you have to allow all dogs into your stores, because last time I checked it is not illegal in the state of NY to own a Pitbull.

So no fair allowing “good dogs” into Duane Reade and freaking if you see Bozzio (who is so harmless it’s not even funny anymore ). Bozzio loves Everybody.
I made my getaway, passing 2 rather unimpressed looking policemen just as I was half a block away from the store.

Maybe I am just flattering myself that they were coming for me but that store manager did look cheesed enough to call 911.
It’s funny though, this incident made me see red but when A. called to apologize I told him about it and saw how funny it was. That store manager’s face when I said Yes, I can!