This is a little something for you dozens of people who come to my sight via googling poodle, ugly poodle, or weird poodle. Who knew I would get such traffic from you poodle lovers and haters! Here is my update to the Palm Beach poodle madness.
I was in Publix the other day on the Island, fresh from the beach, covered in sand and smeared mascara and looking way sub par to the Palm Beach ladies who put on their finest for a trip to the grocery store.
Side note to this side note about poodles …. the Palm Beach Publix has valet parking. The parking lot literally is 20 feet long. Why would you valet?
Anyways, I was in there purchasing hot dogs for an upcoming camping adventure to St. Augustine (balla!). Then, as I veered out of aisle 5 I came face to face with a massive. white. gigantic. poodle.
Oh my goodness I just about dropped my mystery meat sticks encased in synthetic cellulose casings. These giant poodles freak me out, and who let this big fluff puff into Publix?
Then I saw. The precious old man who had this cotton candy dog on a leash had also taken the time to put on a “Service Dog” vest on it.
Service dog? Really? Really?
Service dogs are labs or German shepherds … but not fluffy afro puff poodles! What service exactly could this poodle provide? Could he sing you Tina Turner songs when you feel like you needed a big hair tune to dance to?
Please note this resemblance.
Anyways, the old Palm Beach man and his massive poodle were so adorable and precious, but so ridiculous at the same time. Although I highly doubt that his poodle companion was a trained service dog, I don’t doubt that the little old man loved that fluff enough to take it into the grocery store. I should have fed it a hot dog. Onward soldiers!