The weekend flew by. I hate when that happens. It was busy and full of activities and there’s not much to report. Saturday was our regular chapter meeting and it was all about marketing. I learned a lot and got a lot out of it. I took lots and lots of notes and came home and actually applied what I learned. But the meeting and then lunch took most of the day and by the time I got home mid-afternoon, it was time to get out and go for dinner with the Man. We had our Valentine’s dinner early at my favorite place: Outback.
We thought we were getting there early but everyone else had the same idea. We still had to wait about 30 minutes for a table. The food was great, though. I do love a good steak. 🙂
Sunday I woke up at 6 am on the dot. Sometimes the internal clock doesn’t realize it’s the weekend and it still wakes me up before sunrise. And if the internal clock doesn’t wake me up, then the cat does because he thinks he’s starving if he can see the bottom of his bowl. I dragged myself out of bed, fed him, and then crawled back under the covers. Turns out, though, I couldn’t get back to sleep. So I got up again and started laundry and a pot of coffee. Did a grocery list. Picked up the house a bit. We went grocery shopping that afternoon and then ran more errands. The funny thing, though, the stores didn’t seem all that crowded. At least, the stores we went to.
We went to Half Price Books and it wasn’t very busy at all. There was a woman in there with her very large black dog (and it wasn’t a service dog either). The dog didn’t like someone in the store and was actually growling and barking. Which, of course, made the Man unhappy. He marched over there to say something to her but management intervened about that time. As we left Half Price Books to head back to the truck, a man came out of World Market right next door with his dog! (And, again, it wasn’t a service dog.) I guess because PetSmart is in the same shopping center, people think it’s okay to bring their dogs into the other stores.
And that’s all I got. I’m off to work.
People SHOULD be able to bring dogs anywhere, as long as they’re well-behaved. Most dogs I encounter are better behaved than kids, that’s for sure. In Europe, dogs go everywhere with their people, and there’s rarely, if ever, a problem.
If that dog was growling at someone, I bet there was a good reason. Dogs know these things much better than people. I’d have tossed the schmuck getting growled at out. Probably trying to shoplift or pickpocket.
Happy Valentine’s Day!