I was walking up to the door of the Admiral Met Market a few feet behind you. I was stunned to see that someone would have their dog -- looked to be some kind of border collie mix, gray and black -- out in such horrible heat. As you walked to the door, I thought maybe you were going to take your dog inside, but realized the poor thing was just trying to follow you. You didn't stop, but instead said to your dog in a very angry, annoyed, voice, "Get down and stay down!" as you walked in. It was then I noticed the second idiot thing you did today: You left your dog outside a store on a very busy street, unleashed.
As I got to the door I felt so sorry for your dog. First, it watched you through the door -- you didn't bother to tie it up, nor did you bother to make sure it had actually laid down as I'm sure you would assure anyone it was so well trained to do. Then as I entered the store, your poor, hot dog tried to follow me into the air conditioning. When the door closed, I watched as your dog slunk away.
The longer I shopped, the more angry I became. I told myself that if I got back outside and your dog was still there, I was going to take it with me in my air conditioned car. When I got outside, your dog wasn't there. I hadn't spent long in the store -- were you just running in and out? Or did your poor dog take off?
Do you have any idea how hot your dog must have been, forced to be outside in a fur coat in 103 degree heat? Do you know how easy it would have been for someone to have taken your dog? Or for your dog to have wandered into traffic and gotten hit by a car?
If you care for your dog so little, please let me know. I will be happy to find him or her a loving home.





















































































