Noooo! Not in the box, please, no
OK, pack up your outrage, stuff it in a box and ship it back to Canada.
Delta Airlines may not have handled this Mexican dog caper very well, but the airline did not kidnap a Mexican dog and try to ship it thousands of miles away. And in the process of stealing the hound, may have killed it. No, this is not Delta’s problem in the end, it’s Canada’s. Blame Canada.
Think we’re joking? Imagine this: You’re on a beach in Mexico, soaking it all in and then you’re shoved in a box, taken to a doctor and then put in the belly of a plane to head 2,000 miles north.
That’s what happened to Rex. Concerned Canadian tourists Josiah Allen and Erin Docking scooped up Rex, renamed him Paco, which we refuse to use until his bitch of a mother is notified, so we’ll call him Scrappy-Doo and decided to move him north for a better life. No more would Scrappy-Doo run freeley along the Puerto Vallarta beaches, fur flowing in the sea breeze, tail wagging.
Scrappy, after receiving treatments for pink eye, tick infestation and getting all those shots to ward off pesky problems like rabies, was shoved in a small kennel and put on a plane to make the trek northward. After the first leg of his trip, Scrappy decided that enough was enough. Kennels, doctors, flying, and people saying Eh? was terrifying.
Shove me in that box again and I'll shove you
Capitalizing on a delay caused by Delta questioning the size of his carrier during a layover in Mexico City, Scrappy made a break for it. A quick dog leg right, then one left and he was free, running free across the tarmac of the Mexico City Airport.
Delta decided to withhold this information as all passengers, save Scrappy-Doo, embarked the plane and flew off to Detroit. Upon landing, Delta told Scrappy’s proud new parents that he’d be on a later flight as he was unable to make the first flight. Delta promised to fly him first class and deliver him to their Canadian home the next day.
All day they waited, a Welcome Home Scrappy-Doo banner hanging across the front of their home but no knock on the door, no familiar bark, nothing. Scrap’s parents had to call Delta, endure numerous transfers and generally get the finger from the airline until Delta finally fessed up that they had no idea what became of Scrappy after he bolted from the Mystery Inc. dog kennel that he was housed in.
Today Scrappy-Doo, having changed his name back to Rex, is making the trek back to Puerto Vallarta on foot, vowing never, ever will he be suckered into a box by concerned Canadians.
Rex, happier beach days. Leave him alone Canada.
