I am soooo sick of this bougoise trend of pet owning. I love pets, but I'm so damn tired of tripping over little dogs at the Beverly Center. Almost fell over and spilled a hot Venti black on some pooch dressed better than I was. When I was a kid it was 'no dogs allowed.' What's the dif between some whore's little dog in a Juicy carry-on and me walking around the mall with a mangy mutt of same size? No dif, except the first dog's 'cute' and anthromorphesized. These pet owners, usually female, are crazy-cat-lady-in training.
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