My brother (using a pseudoname of "Sweetheart" on his/her blogsite) called it "Library Meltdown." I call it just another entry on the OSPD blotter!

My dear (really!) brother, Richard, told me on that evening (May 30, 2009) that he'd been "escorted" from the library after asking the librarian if her two cats (who live at the library as a "donation" to our local PAWS organization) were "service cats" after she asked him if his dog (our Sweetie) was a "service dog." He had, on a previous visit to the library, told the librarians that our little-town library was "crap" after they told him he had arrived too late--as they were closing for the day.

I was never quite sure when he told me that story last month, but then I saw the above blotter entry in this week's issue of the North Coast News.

My brother is becoming famous. Hopefully our address here isn't listed in the "trouble" column on some EXCEL spreadsheet on the computers at the OSPD building--which resides right next door to the Ocean Shores Library. As it is, the location of the OSPD is fortunate in that an officer is usually there to accompany Richard over to the library as an armed escort until the thirty day probation period is over at the end of the month.