The Dog Wasn’t the Problem — The Owner Was. So I Took Matters into My Own Hands at the Gate
JFK was buzzing with the usual chaos—delays, long lines, and frustrated travelers everywhere. Then this woman in a bright red coat appeared, FaceTiming loudly without headphones, blasting her music, and letting her small dog relieve itself right in the middle of the terminal. When an older man gently pointed out the mess, she snapped at…