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Plus even if you’re going for the Emotional Support Animal middle ground, there’s still work you (as a patient) have to do with your animal for a doctor or therapist to approve. It’s not a checklist but you have to train them to actually serve a therapeutic purpose.

What problem do you think you’re finding the solution to?

You got me! I DON’T EVEN BUY PLANE TICKETS!

No, this does not reinforce your point unless you’re objecting to the very concept of Emotional Support Animals. You seem to be doing that without knowing anything about the classification and it’s not my job to uphill educate you. And now’s a good chance for me to go to the dismiss button, take my medication for my

I’ve been around enough to KNOW NEVER to come to jezebel, gawker, a subblog or user-owned subblog and expect ceaseless coddling. I’m not even having this conversation or sharing it to Groupthink.

And luckily, I don’t have to win your approval or understanding. I opened myself up to questions and conversation.

The case when they are being stupid is when I’ve followed their instructions, notified them 24 hours in advance, tell them what they’ve normally done or what they did on the flight out, and then they choose NOT to do the same and put me someplace that doesn’t work.

When I make my reservation and purchase tickets ahead of time, I tell them about my ESA and mention that they end up putting me in the bulkhead seats. Then they say it doesn’t matter and for me to call them 24 hours ahead of time to notify them.

The fact you think that paying my therapist makes her beholden to my whims suggests that you fundamentally misunderstand psychiatric care and therapy. Are there asshole therapists and psychiatrists who bend their own guidelines/training/certification/medical license? Probably but God knows that I don’t know them nor

Nowhere have I compared my dog or any ESA to a service dog. They are not service dogs and claiming they are is a federal offense. I personally go as far to say gliding on the assumption of them being service dogs is also a federal offense. He is NOT akin to a service animal for the blind. He is closer to a Psychiatric

You are making assumptions of my illness, dianosis, and issues. They do not include flying or being separated from my dog. I’m glad you can express your feelings about provisions made for disabled people of various levels.

Paying customers include me.

Also, I haven’t trained him to help me on flights. I’m fine with flying. He’s an emotional support animal. I have just enough psychiatric problems to need help (which a few drinks aren’t prescribed) but not enough to merit an official psychiatric service dog or to be the Walking Crazy. I can “pass.”

And beforehand, I have my dog shampoo’d with a special product recommended by service animal and assistance to the blind groups for flying with your dog. This product is recommended specifically because it takes into account people with allergies and pet dander.

I have trained and gone through approval through my therapist to have my dog on board as an Emotional Support Animal. I have proper documentation from my therapist and can answer all questions allowed to be asked of me. I answer people’s questions about him. I clarify that he’s not a service dog to every single person

A dog can definitely do amazing things for quality of life. There’s an additional real classification of Psychiatric Service Animal (it may have changed names since I looked into it).

Wish she said “hooligans” or “roughians” or “roustabouts!”

And sometimes a pilot or flight attendant will JUST. NOT. HAVE. IT.

There’s also a difference between what a pet’s temperment is and how they handle flying. My dog’s temperment is super friendly and while flying, most people don’t realize that he’s there even though they all pass by him as they board.

My dog’s an ESA and I’ve only... once or maybe twice taken him into Walgreens with his green vest on. Those times were usually when the only way I GOT there to get my medication was because I had to walk him but I still felt so guilty that I never did it again.