Sunday afternoon, at the Church Mouse Thrift Shop on Sonoma's Plaza, a woman with sunglasses walked in with a Pomeranian on a leash. Challenged by the store clerk, the woman pointed to an invisible tag on the dog's collar and said the Pomeranian was a service dog. The woman did not linger much longer, but from what I could tell, the Pomeranian was completely scatter-brained, and no use to anyone.
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