Wednesday, March 16, 2011

WHERE THERE IS SMOKE, THERE ARE DOGS

Today I zipped my Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Reggie (I use her BIG name when I'm annoyed), up to the Pool Deck of our building for a noontime bio-break. If you want the scientific name, it was time for a pp and a doody.

We stopped short when our (I'm throwing her into this mess because the way I see it, she is lower to the ground and even more sensitive in the nasal area than I) nostrils were assaulted with the vile odor of cigarette/cigar smoke.

You see, our building management (ever so dog-friendly) have designated the dog area as the official smoking area. I've ranted on about this before, but today screams for another rant.



I do NOT appreciate standing/walking/waiting for and with my dog in the midst of swirling cigarette smoke. If I wanted to smell like this crap and inhale it into my allergy-prone lungs, I would spend ridiculous amounts of money and suck on tobacco myself.



My theory is that the building management does not give a tiny rat's ass if we are annoyed, smell like stale smoke or inhale smoke that has already resided in another body. They WANT us to be annoyed, so we will take the mutts to street level, entirely away from the building. Oh, do remember that this is the building with signs SURROUNDING the building with dire warnings if your dog pees anywhere near their vegetation.

The old cigarette posters make the vile habit look dreamy and romantic...of course, back then the Surgeon General probably smoked. We'll give a pass to the historic and movie presentation of cigarettes. They had no idea. We do.

Here's the rub for me...if they are not a dog-friendly building I wish they would stop presenting themselves in that fashion. If they don't want to have a dog-area on the Pool Deck, remove it.

All of that aside, I am of the opinion that smoking should be banned inside a building, even when it's outside, if you know what I mean.

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