Yesterday when returning from a walk with Campbell I found a half-rotted bone which someone had tossed onto my side walk which leads from my front gate to my door. When I proclaimed my displeasure concerning this fact onto Facebook the response was not what I expected.
What did I expect?
I expected people would be as disgusted with the fact that someone would toss something onto my property like this. I expected that whether the bone was good or not the fact that I at first had no clue from where this had come from thus having no knowledge as to whether it would be safe for him to eat, whether it had possibly been poisoned or could possibly do harm in some way would be as upsetting to others as it was to me.
But, that is not the response I received. Not at all.
Rather than being as disgusted with the lack of respect people have for other’s animals, let alone a “Service Dog” people began to make comments like…
“They probably thought they were being kind”
They began to relate stories where people had offered their “Service Dogs” food and how they felt these people meant no harm and were just being kind and they began to talk about their “Polite” responses.
Look folks. I realize that we shouldn’t necessarily be unkind to people but people in turn need to learn respect.
Over the years since my having gotten Campbell I’ve had to endure the public’s constant invasion of my space and furthermore have been expected to do so without upset or any other type of reaction but kindness, and “Political Correctness.”
Well, what about the disrespect the public is showing me by trying to pet my dog while we are working? What about the danger they put us in when they speak to him while I’m crossing a busy street from their cars, thus distracting him from his task of getting me across in heavy traffic without us being run over? What about the disrespect they show by tossing French-fries out of car windows at him while shouting, “Here you go boy, have a treat” ?
Why are these things OK but my reaction of disgust and upset when these things are done is not OK.
I get the fact that whenever possible we need to try and educate the public about the dos and don’ts concerning our “Service Dogs” but occasionally people just need to be told in no uncertain terms that their actions are not OK. They need to understand that it is not OK to touch these animals. They need to understand that to give any dog, let alone a “Service Dog” anything without first gaining the permission of the owner is not OK.
If you were walking down the street with your baby in a stroller and someone walked up and handed that child a piece of candy without your permission and you had no idea who they were or where that candy had come from would you just say, “Oh thanks for being kind?”
No, not if you were any kind of decent parent you would not.
What about pregnant women who must constantly endure perfect strangers walking up and touching their stomachs saying, “Oh, how wonderful. When are you due?”
When is enough enough?
And, why must we who are constantly having our space invaded and our privacy violated be expected to just take it?
I for one have had enough of disrespectful people so I refused to apologize for my reaction, and I still refuse.
People need to learn boundaries. It seems to me that we have forgotten all we ever knew about manners and I for one am sick of it.
I’m tired of all this pious crap everyone has going on. I’m tired of always being afraid of offending someone because I don’t want them touching me or my dog or feeding him things which are not good for him.
If you want to allow this to go on in your life fine, but don’t expect that just because you don’t have the guts to stand up for yourselves that I’m going to act likewise.
When I was growing up I was taught to ask first no matter the situation. I didn’t walk into someone’s home and start picking up nicnacks off tables and shelves and handling them but today we’re supposed to just sit back and let children who come to our homes run amuck as if they were untrained monkeys wrecking everything as they go. We’re expected to sit back and put up with it when people put their hands on us and drag us across streets whether we wanted to cross or have help doing so if we did.
Well, that’s rubbish, and I’m not that person. I never have been, and I never will be.
If this offends you, too darn bad.
I appreciate kindness as much as the next person, but my idea of kindness is not tossing some random piece of food into my yard without my knowledge of where it came from or whether it was meant to be harmful to my dog.
What is kindness?
Kindness is when someone offers to deliver a meal to someone because they’re sick and unable to cook. Kindness is when my groomer who lives a few blocks away from me picks up my dog on her way to work to give him his bath or brings his bag of food which was delivered to my vet’s office to me on her way home from work.
Kindness is when a man stands on a crowded bus and gives me his seat or opens the door for me at the library when my hands are full from carrying my Laptop in one hand while working my dog with the other.
People all this crap I see of late is ridiculous and you do not have to be so blessedly kind at the risk to you or your animals, children or personal space.
Well, that’s the end of my rant and I’d love to hear your thoughts.
I now return you to your regularly scheduled “Politically Correct” life.
Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works full time as a Writer and Social Media Promotional Assistant.
She is the owner and creator of Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing, and is the published author of two books, Campbell’s Rambles: How a Seeing Eye Dog Retrieved My Life, and Bubba Tails From the Puppy Nursery At The Seeing Eye.
She can also be found in two anthologies which are, December Awethology Light
And A Treasure Chest of Children’s Tales
For more details visit: https://www.amazon.com/Patty-L.-Fletcher/e/B00Q9I7RWG