I received an email yesterday from an irate woman who wanted me to help spread the word that a campground, whose name I won’t be mentioning here, threw her and her husband out “for no reason at all.” She said they have four Pomeranian dogs, of which two of them are his emotional support animals and two of them are hers.
She said she was at the swimming pool and had the dogs in the water with her when the campground owner saw them and told her to get them out of the water and out of the pool area. That led to an argument about her rights as a person with disabilities, and then she called her husband and he decided to come over and join in the debate. Long story short, it got ugly and the campground owner told them they had to leave. They kept insisting they could take their emotional support animals anywhere they wanted at any time, and he told them not in his swimming pool! Maybe one of the pool covers in Sydney that are available could help avoid the dog making a dash for the pool!
Sorry lady, I’m not going to help you bash a business just because they wouldn’t put up with your “emotional support animal” silliness. There is a difference between a service animal trained to help somebody with a disability and someone who just wants to have their pets with them all the time, so they suddenly need them for “emotional support.” I think the campground owner was well within his rights. I don’t want to get in a swimming pool after your mutts have been paddling around in it.
I’ll probably offend somebody here, but it won’t be the first time, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. As far as I’m concerned, this whole emotional support crap is just that, crap. We live in a world where we all want to be surrounded by gauze to keep us from getting the smallest little scrape or bruise, where we think our brain will burst into flames if somebody says something that we find personally offensive, where we truly believe we are entitled to say and do whatever we want, whenever we want, wherever we want. Sorry. You need to grow up. The real world doesn’t work like that. Sometimes things don’t go your way.
I have had emails from people who were totally blown away by the fact that they had to use a 30 amp adapter on their 50 amp coach, because a campground didn’t have any 50 amp sites available when they showed up without a reservation. A while back I heard from a lady who was freaked out because her son picked up a fishing sinker and none of the first responders she called was willing to believe he was going to die of lead poisoning. A couple of days ago somebody wrote to complain that he can’t get a reservation anywhere near a beach in Florida this late in the season and that’s unfair.
Truly, I think some of these people just need to stay home. No matter where they go, they are not going to have a good time. So stay home and let the rest of us enjoy our winter.
On another note, as I have mentioned before, I have a collection of police badges that has been growing recently, as my readers have been sending me old ones they had and ones I have found here and there. Yesterday I received the coolest one of all. Check out the name on this one and the department it comes from. I know that guy, and so do some of you!
I had it custom made and had to jump through some hoops to get it, due to Homeland Security, but it was worth it. I plan to have my excellent cover artist, Elizabeth Mackey, incorporate it into one of my upcoming book covers.
Be sure to enter our latest Free Drawing. This week’s prize is an RV camping journal donated by Barbara House. Barbara makes several variations of these, and they all have pages where you can list the date, weather, where you traveled to and from that day, beginning and ending mileage, campground information including amenities at RV sites, a place for a campground rating, room to record activities, people met along the way, reminders of places to see and things to do the next time you’re in the area, and a page for notes for each day.
To enter, all you have to do is click on this Free Drawing link or the tab at the top of this page and enter your name (first and last) in the comments section at the bottom of that page (not this one). Only one entry per person per drawing please, and you must enter with your real name. To prevent spam or multiple entries, the names of cartoon or movie characters are not allowed. The winner will be drawn Sunday evening.
Thought For The Day – The object of golf is to play the least amount of golf.