The story you published about the service dog really hit me the wrong way. I worked in food service for 25 years.

If a person came into the restaurant where I was working and they had a service dog, you could tell it was working, because the dog usually had a collar on its back indicating it’s a service dog.

I didn’t really feel that I had to ask that person what their disability was. Plus, I knew it would be a very well-maintained dog. Now I am disabled. So far I don’t need a dog. I also don’t need to eat doughnuts from Dude’s Daylight Donut Shop.

You would think with the prices of food these days they would be just a little nicer to people and try to get more business.

Karla Berliew

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