I feel like I’ve always been cognizant of my surroundings wherever I am. But now that I have the twins and a stroller to also navigate through life, I find I am even more sensitive to what’s going on ahead of me. Sadly, others are not.
The other day, the girls and I decided to make a quick trip to the mall. I had to pick up some items for work, including a gift card for a client. I always hesitate to go into Sephora with my stroller, but I it was the middle of the week, in the middle of the afternoon. So why not?
As we entered the store, I looked ahead and saw that it wasn’t too crowded and I would be able to get in with ease. Our stroller is a new design, the City Select by Baby Jogger. It’s a single wide stroller, but has two seats that can be interchanged in a variety of settings and levels. We love it.
Since I’ve become a mom, I find myself saying the strangest things I thought would never come out of my mouth. You know, like
“Don’t touch that, it’s poopy.”
“Don’t step on your sister’s neck.”
As we wheel down one of the side aisles to approach the cash wrap, which is now even farther back in the store for some crazy reason, I see a dog’s tail in the way. I glance to the right and there’s a rather large bull mastiff/pit bull dog in Sephora. That’s right. Beautiful, steel gray in color. About 6 inches from my stroller with the girls inside. To be honest, it scared me. Don’t get me wrong, I love dogs. We have two at home. AT HOME. Not in a store that sells items that need to be clean before you put it on your face or skin.
I was frozen in my tracks, because, well the non-service dog’s tail was in our path. So I said to it’s owner…
“Will you please move your dog so I don’t run over its tail?”
Did I just say that? In a store that shouldn’t have animals inside?
The dog’s owner said, “Sure,” and dragged the pit bull-looking dog by it’s leash across the floor out of the way and continued to browse a particular cosmetic line with a Sephora sales associate. The associate apparently didn’t mind that such a rather large dog was in her store. It wasn’t an assistance dog either. And the owner didn’t mind that the dog seemed to be pretty scared to be in the store at that moment in time. When she pulled the dog, it latched on to the floor like it was at the vet and didn’t want to go any farther than the waiting room.
It seemed so surreal, and it probably won’t be the last time it’ll happen. What do you think? Should she have been able to bring such a large (non-service) dog in a store such as Sephora?