The Un-Comfort Dog

I was waiting for my allergy shot when a woman strode in for her appointment with a dog—a pug/puddle (I think) on a leash connected to a pink rhinestone collar. Right away, folks who are allergic to dogs took out their inhalers. When the woman went into the examining room, the doctor wouldn’t let the dog accompany her, so the receptionist babysat in the hallway for the dog. Receptionists on their way to deliver things or going to the bathroom or whatever reason they were in the hall, stopped to chat about him. Someone reached down to pet the dog and it growled and snapped, just missing her fingers. Think of all the productivity lost that day, all the sneezes, and the irony of someone getting bit by a comfort dog.