I was 18 years old and headed to boot camp the first time I ever flew on an airplane. I still remember the exhilarating experience of the plane screaming down the runway and preparing for liftoff.The only other time I remember that feeling was with my best friend on the way to pick up our dates in high school. Granted, I was excited about the date, but nothing compared to riding in the ‘69 Camaro equipped with a 427 cubic-inch engine, a high-lift cam, and a blower. The compression was so high that you could hardly keep that beautiful car running until you released the clutch and increased the rpms of the engine. Soon, the roar of all eight cylinders working in harmony would take over, and we would be thrust back in our seats like a ride at Six Flags.
Back in those days, 45 minutes prior to departure was enough time to get your airline boarding pass and arrive at your gate in time to board. The only time you saw a dog in the airport terminal was if the owner was blind.
My, how things have changed. I recently took a trip to Salt Lake City, and my phone notified me to arrive at the airport 2.5 hours early to clear TSA. Once I arrived and cleared security, I encountered several animals, and none of them were to assist a blind person. These animals accompanied their owners as emotional support animals.
Within minutes, I noticed a ferret, three small dogs, and a large dog that was growling at a little girl as if she was on the menu. Fortunately, a security officer noticed the situation and intervened before things got out of hand, but what in the world has happened to our airports?
Don’t get me wrong. We love our miniature dachshund Bella, who is a special part of our family, but this is too much. Dogs now have their own airport relief stations and are permitted to sit at the feet of their owners on the plane. Where is PETA? Shouldn’t these canine family members be expected to buckle up just like any other passengers?
to your business!