Thursday, January 24, 2008

A Dog's Breakfast

Dog may be man's best friend, but Toronto is no friend of canines. If it's not a ban on pit-bulls that's forcing a woman to hire a lawyer to prove that her dog is innocent until proven guilty, it's the emergence of a forerunner in an outbreak of rabies. From the National Post,

Toronto Public Health is warning people who may have come in contact with or bought puppies from a busy Etobicoke flea market after one of the dogs died of rabies.

A vendor sold 10 to12 puppies of mixed breeds at Dr. Flea’s near Highway 27 and Albion Road on Sunday, Jan. 13, health officials said.


I didn't even know it was legal to sell animals at flea markets. Flea markets have always seemed unsavory to me, like travelling carnivals: a business could be there one weekend and gone the next, and there isn't a lot of accountability if anyone gets ripped off.

And I mean, really? You bought a dog from a flea market? Dude, I wouldn't even buy clothes from a flea market. Was there no negative connection in your brain between the words "dog" and "flea?"

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