i think i figured out the deal with those people that walk around with little dogs. (i'll note that these are not the folks that have little dogs because they enjoy those breeds. i'm talking about the folks that blissfully ignore the "No animals except service dogs" signs at grocery stores, restaurants, markets, etc. while their high priced pure bred Pomeranian drools out of the side of it's head into a D&G knock off carrying sack. Folks with small dogs know exactly what i'm talking about and hate those idiots (both human and canine) much like how fans of pit bulls and dobermans hate folks that train those breeds for dog fighting.)
The rationale of getting a mildly retarded pocket pooch is that it's a "companion dog", something that will love you unconditionally and that will always be there for you.
In essence, what these dogs indicate is that the person carrying said ankle nipper sucks as a human being. They fail at social interaction to the point where they need the love and attention of something incapable of understanding what a complete interpersonal outcast said individual is. They need that sort of unconditional love and understanding because they're incapable of engendering it from those around them.
What they're doing is announcing to the world, "Hi. i'm a douche, but at least my designer rat loves me." They've constructed their artificial support system so that they can continue to ignore the reason they needed said artificial support system.
So really, they're doing us a huge favor. i now know exactly those folks to whom any kindness will be soundly wasted. i don't have to worry about offending said party because they've already decided that humanity was offensive to begin with. No more will my conscience bother me should the door close in their face, or if i were to take the last seat, or get the last parking spot. Their emotional support dog will be there to provide the sort of aid and comfort they know they'll need, well, once it finishes chewing through the air conditioning ducts in their BMW.
Ah, enlightenment, you bring such warmth and joy to my soul.
Plus i don't have to clean your poop out of a $300 shoulder bag.
