Pictures o' the dog, sans cone and avec.
I used to think that dogs with their heads wrapped in plastic cones were the most comically ridiculous sight imaginable. That was until last night, when I came home from work to see Ella in her cone in the wake of her spaying. There is only one sight more pathetic
Separated at birth?
This morning we walked Ella to her new vet (recommended by close friends with pets in Astoria) and stayed with her through a quick exam. Then we, er, left her. She's being spayed as we speak. █████ was quite distressed as we left the vet and worries that Ella
And here's the lucky dog! Oh, wait, that's a picture of Ella.
What gene is it that humans share with dogs that compels us to dash across a busy street just before the cars arrive? I call the intersection where Broadway, Columbus and 64th all come together Eugenics Corner. To get across to Lincoln Center, you effectively must cross three streets, with
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