Yeah, yeah, pooch lovers may adore their dogs, and to be honest, I love well behaved, well trained dogs too. I plan to adopt one once I have the financial means and space required to get one. But the ones I've dealt with have NEVER been well trained, well behaved dogs. I've dealt with "precious poopsie muffin" too often in stores, usually in the form aggressive little rat-dog-piranhas or fat, over-makeuped women carrying their toy breed named Muffin in their arms. "Give the cashier a kiss Love Muffin, oh isn't that adorable? How PRECIOUS! GIVE MUFFIN A KISS!"
Woman, get that fucking thing out of my face before I pop its head like a pimple, bag it and charge you for the trouble. Dogs don't like people in their faces. They get stressed, irritable and their only escape is to FUCKING BITE to get whatever it is out of their faces! If your dog bites me, I don't care whether it breaks the skin or not. I. Will. Fucking. Kill. It. I don't care whether it's the dog's fault or the human's fault. I will defend myself and my first instinct when something assaults me is to punch or shove it. And your little piranha can't survive a right hook to the face.
And why the fuck did you dress that animal in a pink tutu with matching nail polish? It's NOT cute! It's a DOG! They like being dogs, not paraded around like a living Barbie doll. Did it cross your mind that maybe your dog might lick its paw? Did it cross your mind that fucking MAKEUP is bad for your dog? Professionals use dog safe stuff for animal actors. What they use isn't bought over the counter and sold to upright walking homo sapiens who are usually well aware that the stuff should not be licked, chewed or otherwise ingested.
I have chased people out of the store who tried to smuggle their dogs into the store in between their massive mammaries (yes lady, you have three breasts: one that wriggles and just sent a spreading wetness through your shirt). I've confronted people who have barking tote bags. No that is NOT your ringtone. I can see the wet, black nose from here. And for that matter, something that was used as a spokes-dog for a fast food restaurant... UGH!
Every time that loathsome commercial popped up, all I heard in my head was "Hi! I eat my own poop, lick my ass and want to talk to you about taste! Yo quiero Baco Tell!"
Aaand now I have been put off that restaurant chain for eternity. How about THOSE movies? Ever since Hollywood released those fucking movies about the little dogs being carried around in bags, I have vowed revenge. There are SO FUCKING MANY people who are trying to bring their rat-sized land-piranhas into places where dogs should never be. HEALTH REGULATIONS people! These are LAWS, not just some douchebag who is being a big, fat, stinky, meanie pants to your dog.
TLDR: Be a responsible dog owner, respect Health Laws, train your dog properly, keep your dog at home, or otherwise only shop at stores where the dog is welcome and accepted.
May all your customers be nice,