Do you ever wish you could push aside politeness and just say whatever is on your mind?
I feel this way a lot, but like a good girl, I continue to bite my tongue.
Yesterday we went to see Huib’s former co-worker. We had been out shopping and decided we’d drop in since we were in the area.
At first, the conversation was great. We all caught up and Huib and his former co-worker chatted about work related stuff.
Do you ever wish you had listened to your dog? I sure do.
While we were chatting, Rogue had two accidents in the middle of the co-workers office – how embarrassing!!
In her defence, she had tried to tell me she needed the grass before we had entered, but she’s not usually one to relieve herself when not at home, so I ignored her – which turned out to be a bad decision.
Just a quick aside to show everyone that service dogs, and especially their handlers, are not perfect.
Now back to my story.
Another staff member then came over and the discussion turned to my dogs and how I trained Rogue myself.
The woman told me that her kid has chronic pain issues and the doctor suggested she look into a dog. The kid would use the dog to protect the painful side, making space around them when out in public, and the woman thought the dog could also provide companionship since the kid has some anxiety issues. I thought this was an interesting idea, until the woman started talking about how she felt a therapy dog would be what the kid needed.
I didn’t know how to step in and explain the differences between therapy vs. service dogs. Terminology is a big part of my thesis research, so this was a great example to show that the confusion is real. People really do not know what the difference is between all of the different types of dogs.
Then, to add to the frustration I was feeling, Huib’s co-worker started talking about how her pet dog had been ‘certified’ as an emotional support dog for her kid. Again, I didn’t know how to step in and clear up the confusion.
If it wasn’t bad enough to hear that someone had their dog ‘certified’ as an ESA, she then went on to explain that the dog seems to be more stressed at times than her kid. What the…?
Why would you make your stressed out dog do something they don’t feel comfortable doing? And, who ‘certified’ this dog to do this job?
Boy, was my tongue ever sore by the time we left and got back into the car where I could vent.