You can service my snake anytime......

Agreed. Put another way:

Person 1: "Your dog is adorable."
Person 2: "Thank you."
Person 1: "Why is it in the grocery store?"

My snake likes to service animals. Wait... Did I actually just type that and hit "Post Comment?" Shit!!!!

BTW... Loved the use of "ingrown pube" as an insult!!! Well done IA, well done!!!!

My service snake keeps the service rats away from me.

Trouser snake comment requirement met. Thank you Rick Klein.

miniature horses are protected, however

http://www.ada.gov/service_animals_2010.htm

Believe it or not, there are some disabled people who are afraid of dogs. Some are allergic to dogs. Dogs can't handle heavy weight as well as horses, and if a person needs an animal that can bear their weight, then a horse makes more (humane) sense.

Horse cost about the same to train, but live 25 years or more compared to a useful work life of 7 years for a dog.

There are many other benefits to using horses, too. But I'll let you do the research (hint: the eyes on a horse are on the side of their heads, for starters).

Well that's terrific Terrill. So nothing to stop me from hooking up ten of those beauties to my mobility sleigh and making a beer run through New Seasons?

Here comes the king here comes the big number 1!

If I have a service mummy do I have to buy it a bus pass?

We take a relative's dog to fred myers(not the food section), traveling and he can go in anywhere we want. He is precious, and behaves like a service dog.

If he saw a snake, he would warn anyone. DANGER!!!!!!

100 lbs of Humane Society rescue, lots of hair, and scratches and licks. We put a little jacket on him so he looks like a service dog and HE loves other animals in places like shopping. I hate Snakes, but love animals everywhere but the food section.

Back in my drinking days, when I'd get EXTRA loaded and pass out, my cat would lay on my chest and wake me up whenever I'd stop breathing. She'd be a great service animal, even though she's no help when it comes to run-on sentences.

Who hates a minpon?
Or better yet minidonkey?

I would explode in conversation hearts if I saw one leading a disable person anywhere. Double implosion if said disabled person is riding in a saddle.

Matchy-matchy bandannas would surely kill me.

Excuse me, it's actually an Ingrown Service Pube (see that 'lil orange vest?). Picking at it, squeezing it and rubbing dirt in it provides crucial emotional release for me. I like to think it keeps me sane. I'm sorry if it sprayed pus on you, sometimes it gets a little excited.