I started out the day early. Full of energy. Ready to tackle anything. But not this. Not the note I found on the door of the coffee shop this morning.
No longer can TheDog and I walk down to the patio and enjoy a steaming cup of yummy goodness or a dog bone. TheMan has taken away one of my favorite things to do on a lazy weekend.
Something about health codes and patios. But it's not a restaurant. They don't really serve food. What's next? Outlawing dogs from picnic areas in parks because people might eat a scone there.
I feel I need to do something about it. I just wish I knew what that something was.
2 comments:
That stinks. It is strange, because most places they are allowing dogs in more establishments, not fewer.
One of the coolest things about Italy when I went there years ago was that the Italians take their dogs everywhere. You see them at restaurants with dogs, on their little Vespa scooters with their dogs riding on the floorboards. It is so neat. I hope that you and TheDog find another hangout.
that sucks! you'll have to start going to st marks with me and burton - it's a little farther, but their patio is very doggie friendly.
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