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Travels with Daisy, Part II

We wrestled through four oatmeal cookies, a complete rearrangement of the furniture, two puncture wounds, numerous scrapes and bruises that were wonderfully livid after my shower the next morning, a stream of barking and my tears, pleading and blood for 75 minutes. I figured, by the time the clerk informed me the plane would be closing its doors in ten minutes, that I’d done ten 75-pound lifts.

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Travels with Daisy – Part I

When my brother stuffed Daisy into the crate at the airport, he turned to me and said, “You know, you don’t have to keep this dog.” His words sealed my pact with the little pagan, although everyone on the plane had to listen to her barking in the hold for the Twin Cities – La Guardia leg of the trip.

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Air Dog

I bought my dog, Daisy, while I was on a trip and we’ve been flying ever since. Because so many people ask how I manage to travel with her, I’m sharing here what I’ve learned over the years.

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B’Paper: Tailored Pet Likely to Close

Following the death last month of Tailored Pet owner Serena Bellino, the Brooklyn Paper reports that the store is likely to close for good:

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Winter Wonders

There is nothing more pathetic than a dog that has walked through salt. It sits, lifts its paws and looks up in excruciating pain until its walker can get a handful of pure snow and rub the paws clean.

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Adventure in Willowtown: Saving Bobby

He called Willowtown his home, but he refused to be tied down.  He sauntered along Joralemon, he marched up State, and meandered on Hicks.  Sometimes I’d see him in the vacant lot at the corner of Hicks and State, scouting around for a tasty mouse or bit of pickle.  He was scrawny but he wasn’t […]

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It’s a Cat on a Leash or It Must be a Slow News Day

“Parker, Wendell and Mona (and Anne)” out for a stroll in Brooklyn Heights.

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Cash Is Good

It was with some trepidation that I entered into the space of work styles for a completely unscientific sampling of the taboo topic of what we like getting from our clients at the end of the year.

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A Time to Weep, and a Time to Laugh; A Time to Mourn, and a Time to Dance

We call him “Mr. Happy”.

A terrible misfortune has befallen his humans in the last few weeks so Daisy and I are taking care of the dog. “My heart goes out to you,” I emailed them. “Words fail me.”

Given the impotence their friends and family are feeling, I feel lucky to have the dog.

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Is Midnight the Missing Dog for Real?

From the BHB Inbox comes a story that we can’t confirm, have no idea if it’s true but figured we’d share with you anyway: Tonight, walking down Montegue Street [sic] around 6pm, I heard a woman scream outside Key Foods. She was screaming for her missing Yorkshire Terrier, Midnight, whom she has tied up to […]

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