One week ago my pup of 12 years left this earthly plane. I know this happens, still brutal.
What happened the Tuesday afternoon preceding her next day death has left myself on a mission to bring an investigation/exploration of a complaint I filed, EVER filed a complaint against USPS?!
They make it difficult and enter it into the self-protecting mechanism that they are.
I will return with the details, HOW IMPORTANT IS A PARKING SPACE?
MORE IMPORTANT THAN A DOG SO SICK IT HAD TO BE CARRIED!
This postal worker was asked to move his truck and refused, “It’s a dog emergency!” I asked for a ten foot pull-up, NO!
POSTAL – “I am allowed to park here, I have a permit, You’re making too big a deal out of this”
I did not ask for a permanent spot, just a few minutes.
I have a new Postal Slogan: (even if just for this non-human):
U.S. Postal Carriers,
We wear our hearts’ on our sleeves…PROVING THERE IS NONE INSIDE US.
Again, maybe just this guy.