Wednesday, we took my big winner to a lottery office in the city. Any winners over $600 have to be claimed in person, or mailed to a lottery office. On the way home, we stopped by our old favorite casino to try our luck. Which was not good. Don't you worry about Val's scratcher winnings, though. Those bucks made it home intact. The lottery office pays in check form.
Anyhoo...upon arrival, I headed for the restroom facilities. The very first aisle I walked down provided a most unusual sight.
THERE WAS A DOG IN THE CASINO!
I'm not talkin' about a random dog inside the building. Like when a stray runs into a school, or a kid lets him in. No. This dog apparently belonged. Because I'm pretty sure casinos have a surveillance camera or two, along with the official greeter, there to screen out drunks, and either one would alert somebody in charge to the presence of an unwanted pooch.
It was a little dog. Not yappy. Black and brown. Not long, but normal
proportions, just small. He was in a harness with a leash, and was
milling around, very alert, yet well-behaved. I'm thinking it was,
perhaps, a Miniature Pinscher.
I can only assume that such a dog was a service animal. Probably not a seeing eye dog, because one would get a dowager's hump, what with leaning over to hold onto a tiny-handled tiny harness. So...perhaps it was an emotional support dog? I don't know of any other reason a casino would let somebody bring a dog inside. Even if they smuggled it in a purse, then set it down, the camera-watchers would get right on that.
Which leads me to declare: If you need an emotional support dog to go to a casino, perhaps you shouldn't go to a casino! Seriously. It's not like a casino visit is necessary for survival. Why would you chose a recreational activity that makes you need your emotional support dog with you?
I wonder if he was a lucky dog.
What happens if someone is allergic to an emotional support dog? Is there a stand-off or what? Who has to go? I've heard you can no longer bring in a peanut butter sandwich to school because of children's peanut allergies. It would be a victim stand-off.
ReplyDeleteA victim stand-off has to be shorter than a public employee stand-off. Because someone would die eventually, after the other one got their way.
DeleteA public employee stand-off can go on for eternity. Refusing to call the next customer until somebody else takes one. Those public employees are like snapping turtles not letting go until they hear thunder!
That peanut butter thing is true. We used to just have a table for those kids who were allergic. The Pony said somebody had to sit at the "peanut table." Then that must have been considered making them stand out as different, so now NOBODY is allowed to bring peanuts or peanut butter. The needs of the few outweigh the needs of the many these days.
Teachers and students still lament the days of the chili lunch with peanut butter sandwiches on the side.
Doggone it! Now you've got me wondering why he was wandering around in there.
ReplyDeleteI don't know. I thought about how some service dogs are trained to alert their owners when they're going to have a seizure, so they can lie down, or call for help. But somebody with seizures that frequent probably shouldn't be around flashing slot machines.
DeleteTrue. My brother has epilepsy and if he doesn't take his medication, those machines would have him seizing on the floor within a minute.
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