I'm a therapy dog and had visited a nursing home. People petted me, talked to me and smiled. I have done that job for a while. Today i became a therapy dog for Mom. She came home from shopping and was frustrated and angry. She parked on the good side of the street (in NYC we have alternate side of the street parking). When she came out of the store an SUV was doubled parked blocking her. She blew the horn and no one came out. She called 311 to get the car ticketed and towed. That was a waste of time. They couldn't help. She tried to get a towing company to come and tow the SUV; they couldn't come quickly enough.
Finally the owner came after more than an hour and wasn't even apologetic. In fact Mom said he said too bad.
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