Dear woman with a dog in her purse in Trader Joe's

[Anonymous]

We get it. You're an emotionally stunted 30 year old woman, and while your little rat of a doggy isn't a trained and certified service animal, you need to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go.

I totally understand that your doggy is your woobie, your dirty stuffed toy, your security blanket. And that while grown and wearing dyed extensions, fake lashes, and Tory Burch flats makes you *look* like a grown woman, you actually have the emotional stability and social graces of a 3 year old child. You can't leave home without your doggy. You can't be separated from your doggy, ever, and need to bring it with you, otherwise... well, how will you carry on as an adult? That might require growing up and actually learning to cope without your security blanket, or security doggy. Princess mustn't have that.

Maybe you're just incredibly boring, and have nothing that's interesting or conversational about yourself, and your doggy is all you've got. Or maybe you're an attention whore. But probably all of the above. So please continue to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go, so you can alert those around you how internally stunted and broken you really are. Maybe doggy-kins really is a service animal, in an odd (really odd) way?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:We get it. You're an emotionally stunted 30 year old woman, and while your little rat of a doggy isn't a trained and certified service animal, you need to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go.

I totally understand that your doggy is your woobie, your dirty stuffed toy, your security blanket. And that while grown and wearing dyed extensions, fake lashes, and Tory Burch flats makes you *look* like a grown woman, you actually have the emotional stability and social graces of a 3 year old child. You can't leave home without your doggy. You can't be separated from your doggy, ever, and need to bring it with you, otherwise... well, how will you carry on as an adult? That might require growing up and actually learning to cope without your security blanket, or security doggy. Princess mustn't have that.

Maybe you're just incredibly boring, and have nothing that's interesting or conversational about yourself, and your doggy is all you've got. Or maybe you're an attention whore. But probably all of the above. So please continue to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go, so you can alert those around you how internally stunted and broken you really are. Maybe doggy-kins really is a service animal, in an odd (really odd) way?

Haha, I like you, OP.

[Anonymous]

Well, at least she didn't leave the dog in the car...

[Anonymous]

Aw, OP, are you having a bad day?

[Anonymous]

Wow, OP. Why so angry at this woman? Did the dog pee on your shoes or something?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Aw, OP, are you having a bad day?

I agree with OP completely. Just because your silly dog fits in your handbag, doesn't mean it belongs there. It's still a dog, even if it doesn't seem like one.

[Anonymous]

I am guessing I would like the dog way more than most of the people at Trader Joe's

[Anonymous]

What were you saying about emotional stability and social graces?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Aw, OP, are you having a bad day?

I agree with OP completely. Just because your silly dog fits in your handbag, doesn't mean it belongs there. It's still a dog, even if it doesn't seem like one.

And this woman and her dog are doing what to you, or OP, exactly? I don't get the vitriol.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Well, at least she didn't leave the dog in the car...

+1

I also feel sorry for them when they are tied up outside of businesses for so long, whining and lunging.

That said, I hate seeing purse dogs in places with food. This includes "casual dining" like Panera. I swear I saw a clump of dog hair on the counter the other day after a woman picked up her smoothie.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:We get it. You're an emotionally stunted 30 year old woman, and while your little rat of a doggy isn't a trained and certified service animal, you need to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go.

I totally understand that your doggy is your woobie, your dirty stuffed toy, your security blanket. And that while grown and wearing dyed extensions, fake lashes, and Tory Burch flats makes you *look* like a grown woman, you actually have the emotional stability and social graces of a 3 year old child. You can't leave home without your doggy. You can't be separated from your doggy, ever, and need to bring it with you, otherwise... well, how will you carry on as an adult? That might require growing up and actually learning to cope without your security blanket, or security doggy. Princess mustn't have that.

Maybe you're just incredibly boring, and have nothing that's interesting or conversational about yourself, and your doggy is all you've got. Or maybe you're an attention whore. But probably all of the above. So please continue to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go, so you can alert those around you how internally stunted and broken you really are. Maybe doggy-kins really is a service animal, in an odd (really odd) way?

Pot, meet kettle.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:We get it. You're an emotionally stunted 30 year old woman, and while your little rat of a doggy isn't a trained and certified service animal, you need to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go.

I totally understand that your doggy is your woobie, your dirty stuffed toy, your security blanket. And that while grown and wearing dyed extensions, fake lashes, and Tory Burch flats makes you *look* like a grown woman, you actually have the emotional stability and social graces of a 3 year old child. You can't leave home without your doggy. You can't be separated from your doggy, ever, and need to bring it with you, otherwise... well, how will you carry on as an adult? That might require growing up and actually learning to cope without your security blanket, or security doggy. Princess mustn't have that.

Maybe you're just incredibly boring, and have nothing that's interesting or conversational about yourself, and your doggy is all you've got. Or maybe you're an attention whore. But probably all of the above. So please continue to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go, so you can alert those around you how internally stunted and broken you really are. Maybe doggy-kins really is a service animal, in an odd (really odd) way?

You sound really mean. I wouldn't like to see a dog at a grocery store, but my thinking about it would end at that.

[ChuckMurphy]

maybe the dog performs tricks to entertain the customers?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:We get it. You're an emotionally stunted 30 year old woman, and while your little rat of a doggy isn't a trained and certified service animal, you need to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go.

I totally understand that your doggy is your woobie, your dirty stuffed toy, your security blanket. And that while grown and wearing dyed extensions, fake lashes, and Tory Burch flats makes you *look* like a grown woman, you actually have the emotional stability and social graces of a 3 year old child. You can't leave home without your doggy. You can't be separated from your doggy, ever, and need to bring it with you, otherwise... well, how will you carry on as an adult? That might require growing up and actually learning to cope without your security blanket, or security doggy. Princess mustn't have that.

Maybe you're just incredibly boring, and have nothing that's interesting or conversational about yourself, and your doggy is all you've got. Or maybe you're an attention whore. But probably all of the above. So please continue to bring your doggy with you everywhere you go, so you can alert those around you how internally stunted and broken you really are. Maybe doggy-kins really is a service animal, in an odd (really odd) way?

Pot, meet kettle.

+1 OP, you're not as funny as you think you are.

[Anonymous]

I once saw a woman pushing a dog in a stroller in a department store.