Monday, March 7, 2011

One born every minute

My brother in law is a dog trainer. He's good, he's done courses and is properly qualified, and he gets results. A few days ago he met a new client. They had a dog from a puppy mill, and it was having behaviour problems. But he was not their first port of call. The first place they went was an "animal psychic". Seriously. The "psychic" told them that the dog told him/her that the dog had previously been hit. (Duh!) Apparently people pay money for this nonsense. I wish I could meet them. I have a bridge in Brooklyn to sell them.

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