sunday

I have a troupe of dogs. They are mostly of the wooden, head-shaking variety, but I love them nonetheless. I've always been of the dogs > cats camp, but a few years ago I had the great idea of getting a kitten and a pup at the same time and naming them Jules and Jim. I'm still terribly partial to the idea, but I'm crossing my fingers nonetheless. Back in New York, my dear friend Dana and I brush the tails of dogs walking by whenever we're together. With M. and W. it takes us twice as long to get anywhere when we keep stopping to pet every dog we see. I suppose it isn't mere coincidence that most of my friends are ardent dog-lovers. And if you haven't seen it, Mon Oncle by Jacques Tati is worth it alone for the scenes with the packs of dogs. Apparently in his "research" for the film, Tati followed dogs around for days just to see what they did. I can't think of a better way to spend my day. No joke!