To whomever decided it would be OK to spit their gum out in the mulched island at the Publix at Manatee and 75th Street West, thank you for traumatizing my service dog.
Since my service dog goes into the store with me, he must use the facilities before we enter, so he doesn't use them in the store.
Your kind deposit in the bushes ended up so deeply imbedded in my service dog's paw that even the groomer could not get it out.
After much pain and anguish for my service dog (and lots of anxiety for me, listening to him yelp and cry), the groomer sent me home to try a home remedy.
We are currently waiting with his paw wrapped up in his sock, which is soaked with oil in hopes that I will be able to cut the gum you so carelessly and inconsiderately spit into the mulched area.
Both my service dog and I appreciate your adding to our already stressful day.
Perhaps next time you will think twice and spit your gum out in the trash receptacle, which was only about 20 feet from where you stood this last time.