Unfortunately, my flight was delayed between the time I left Small Town America and when I arrived at Big City airport (some tornado activity between here and Chicago....pilots can be such wimps :D ). An extra 90 minutes to wait in an airport. Joy.
While cruising and people watching, I happened on a woman walking with a friend (who was sighted) and the woman's seeing eye dog, a big yellow lab. As a person who was already in the early stages of canine withdrawal (my pack is still in Small Town), I was drawn to said dog, although I knew better than to interfere with a dog who was doing its work.
As I was walking behind the dog, I noticed with a touch of concern, that it needed to poop, and sure enough, the dog let loose a couple of warm brown presents. A gentleman off to the side called out to the couple with the dog that it had….errrrrr….made a deposit. The sighted person in the couple looked back and then kept walking.
I have never seen so many people horrified by doggie excrement. I had just gotten my b
reakfast so had two travel bags plus a bagel and drink in hand and was a little compromised in my ability to do anything (after all, one isn't supposed to leave their bags unattended). People formed a twenty foot ring around the poop and stared…..One brave soul chucked a couple of newspapers over the offending pile of turd, maintaining a 10 foot distance from said turd(s) in the process. I went to the women’s restroom, which was conveniently 20 feet from the deposit, and grabbed a bunch of paper towels. Rearranging my baggage, I went back to the poop and (AAACCCKKK) picked it up. I looked up to see perplexed people staring at me. I think some thought me quite insane. I commented, “I’m a dog person. I can do this.”
Was I the only dog person in the airport? Is it so bizarre? Yes, it seemed very poor form for the people with the service dog not to have taken care of the deposit, but goodness…it was just a little bit of poop. Did I miss some news story describing how terrorists are making bombs that drop out of yellow labs disguised as poop? Based on the response of the crowd at Big City Airport, I can only assume that is the latest way of smuggling bombs into airports. People, it's just poop! Everyone does it. Really.
Once in the air, the flight went quite well, although I am amazed...one no longer gets a bag of chips with that drink, and food costs LOTS on planes (which is why I didn't buy any). Seems like there
should be something done about this racket. Because of the theoretical risk of liquid bombs, one can no longer take drinks past the security point, so one immediately falls victim to the high prices inside the security point, and then one is subject to even higher prices on the plane ($4 for trail mix....individual serving size). Hmmm. I think not. (Picture taken from the window about 30 minutes from Chicago).
Hug your hounds. I miss mine so. (People ask me if I feel "tied" down by my dogs. Yes, they do keep me from doing some things, but what they give me in return is worth it. Sigh. I hate that our society seems to becoming so anti-animal. I think we are on the verge of painting ourselves into a corner).
Dog poop photo credit
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