"Pet parents", your dogs are nice and all but...

There is this new phrase that has gained currency -- pet parents. As long as they were pet owners we could tell them to please get their dogs to shut up.
 
But dare we tell pet parents to do likewise? Tauba, that's so boorish, who scolds children?

Still. Can the pet parents please try and coax/cajole/control their darlings from constantly barking. What's probably sweet music to the pet parents is an infernal nuisance to others.

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