It just frickin' angers me that my beloved kitty or puppy isn't allowed in the damn store with me. Hell, that's cruel! Oh, sure, that three-year-old who rips lettuce up, throws the cheese around, and knocks over the old lady and coffee stand is allowed in, but little Fifi who just gently wants to be pet and accepts with gratitude the free sample of roast beef isn't? That is just plain mean, to me, to pets, and to every animal lover on the face of the planet. (By the way, to allergic people, please, there are many allergy meds on the market. :) )