Instead of an emotional support animal this seems more like a way to draw attention to ones self:
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On a recent Monday afternoon, Joie Henney walked into the Glatfelter Community Center at the Village at Sprenkle Drive, an assisted-living development north of York, with his emotional support animal on a leash.
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He walked by an elderly woman sitting on a bench by a window, reading a book. The woman glanced up from her book, took a look at Joie’s emotional support animal, shrugged and went back to her book.
Which seemed kind of unusual. Joie’s emotional support animal is a four-and-a-half foot alligator. There must be some currency to the adage that if you live long enough, you’ll see everything.
Joie paused in the hallway while residents and staff gathered in a semi-circle, an air of curiosity mixed with the terror of seeing a huge reptile, its sharp teeth visible inside its powerful jaws, and kept their distance.
Joie said it was all right. Wally – that’s the gator’s name – wouldn’t hurt them. He’s a pretty mellow reptile, and he likes people in the companionship way, not the potential food way.
You can read more at the link, but I wonder how long before we will see even more exotic animals as emotional support animals and people demanding they be allowed on planes and in other public spaces?
