It’s official. Dogs are the new kids. In San Francisco they literally outnumber children according to this article. Overrunning everything including the workplace. On the Upper West Side, it’s getting close to the tipping point, too. Lots of strollers. Some have little people in them. More often, pet pups.
Don’t even think about giving someone’s “fur-baby” an askance glance in a restaurant or store. You’ll get the evil eye. Like you said their toddler was ugly. So. Yeah. Dander-allergy-sufferers. We’re screwed.
Not wanting to discriminate. What was with the black cat on the field at the Giants-Cowboys game? Wooooooo.
Department of Transportation stated that under its guidance Delta Airlines can no longer ban pit bulls. Delta carries 700 “service or support animals” a day and had seen an 84 percent increase in incidents including urination, defecation, biting and mauling.
The Association of Flight Attendants issued a statement saying flight attendants have been hurt and safety has been compromised…that there is routinely a mess of untrained animals loose in the aircraft cabin. No wonder they get drunk and pass out.
Remember when they’d tell parents to control their kids and change diapers in restrooms. Yeah. Grounded.
BROKEN RECORD ALERT!
Okay. I surrender. Dogs win. If you are allergic to them, you are screwed. Now it seems my alma mater Mount Holyoke College and many others are allowing “comfort” pets in dorms to soothe the nerves of snowflakes. Forget that some poor kid is anxious about having an asthma attack or getting mauled. And. Unless human passengers can prove they can fly without having a medical reaction, they are dragged off the plane. The dogs stay.
Allergies to cigarette smoke, peanuts. Totally accommodated. Allergies to pets. Nope. Sorry. Not politically correct.
So. Wrong about Rube to the O. He woke up. Slung some zingers. Trump seemed sick and tired. Literally. Wolfie couldn’t control cross talk. Cage fight. Lots of hissy fits. What a wingding. If you like comic relief. Fun night. Kasich the only grownup. I know. Boring.
Speaking of wings. Airlines need to get a grip. Kid with severe allergic reaction to dog gets kicked off flight to the delight of passengers. Horrible story. A wise woman suggests that airlines have special flights for people who bring on pets and smoke. Peanuts will be served!
Oscars. Spotlight. Bon Weekend.
New York State recently approved allowing dogs to share outdoor dining spaces with human customers. It’s more like Paris! So, what could be wrong with that?
Modern menus solicit food allergy alerts. Gluten-free fare is everywhere. No smoking anywhere. So, why is there this new fad of allowing pets at eateries? And hotels. And airplanes. Confined places where an unwitting patron could lose his air. 15% of the population is allergic to dogs and cats, 30% of those with asthma are allergic to pets. Don’t pet allergy sufferers have rights, too?
Oh. And your 60 lb. yellow lab that splayed itself over half of an enclosed Upper West Side sidewalk café? That’s another story. Slurp. Poop. Jump. Pant.
Have we finally reached the pets v. people tipping point? When do the rights of the one trump the rights of the many? Bradley International down the highway had vocal local residents incredulous as they saw a woman with a pig boarding their Thanksgiving flight. Her “support animal” was allowed by U.S. Airways. What? Stunk up the whole plane. Finally they got kicked off.
In the same article, a tiny mention of a woman who is allergic to cats saying she couldn’t breathe and realized it was because her seat mate was holding a kitty. Get it. You love your pets. But, now they have more rights than people. Peanuts and cigarettes are verboten in restaurants, hotels and airplanes. So, why is it the new trend to welcome pets everywhere? Tabby-poo nuzzles up to you on your pillow at the Hilton. I am next to sleep on that bed. Without warning, I could be anaphylactically dead. Publish pet policy at the very least.
Manhattan’s Upper West Side. Full circle. Things happen. Times change. Downtown reigns. Back again.
The Mermaid Inn. Jackson Hole. Elizabeth’s Table. Momoya. All wonderful in their own ways. Vibrant, fresh, friendly.
Hotels are a test. NYLO pet-friendly. Allergy hell. After a night of 3 pills and a sock over my face, had to check out, but full refund. Last minute respite at old fave Excelsior Hotel . One suite left. No pets, no sprays. Good night’s sleep. Yay.
And you never know who you’ll run into at Tarallucci. A cool cat who should get a modeling gig. Jobs are good.