[Icemaster]

Guy gets on to the plane this morning in Salt Lake with a service animal, a really pretty Shepherd, maybe a couple years old. Seated in the first row of economy plus behind me. All good, dog is well behaved, only lets out a couple brief whines.

Turns out those whines mean something as 45 minutes from wheels up there this.....aroma.....that hits me in the face like a brick and a disturbance coming from behind me. Dog let loose a thick brown stream from the back end. Lady sitting in the wondow seat next to me looks at me with this grey face and says 'WTF?!?!?! Uh oh, I need to move, i have a weak stomach.'

That crew deserved hazard pay today.