Year of the Dog

Weegee-fur

Thursday night

After the 'Great Escape'

Kirby gets to wear more gear. Cause my heart can't take another flying leap across Delancy with him.

Bad week for old buildings

The fire on Saturday was in a 100 year old Soho landmark building. The outside looks okay, but apparently the inside was gutted. Then yesterday an old Romanian synagogue built in the mid-1800s fell in. It was the one back on Rivington and Ludlow (about 5 blocks behind our apartment). What clues in neighborhood residents that things are falling/burning down? The incessant circling of the new helicopters. For hours.

Midnight Walk #5

Kirby and I were stolling along Prince Street tonight and I started to notice that the air was getting thicker and thicker with the smell of wood smoke. I think its still legal to have wood fires in New York, but that probably isn't what Rem Koolhaus was thinking as the Prada store on Broadway went up - 10 firetrucks makes an amazing sight, especially when they block off Broadway and Houston. Kirby smells like a 40 million dollar campfire.

1AM snack

Sugar

Nice to know where the crack was coming from...

East River Park

Still pretending that its Spring...

The flowers haven't quite gotten with the program however.

Class with a capital K

Just in case anyone thinks that walking dogs is getting too glam in our neighborhood - I would like to present the 'fake dog park' brought to you by the New York Parks Department.

Trying something...

Camino

Hopper

Aka - The Hoppanator. Two/thirds of his body must store pee, because he has to stop every two feet on a 45 minute walk.

Monk takes over the world

They were all looking at the camera...

But it took too long, so Kirby decided to body-slam Brownie out of the photo. Weegee can't believe that he has to share space with these two twits.

Death of a squeeky bone

It must be spring

Because its warm outside and there are flowers. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

How I spend my mornings

This is one of five coffee shops that I support by spending half my waking hours there. Its across the street from Guss's pickle shop, which adds entertainment value when I need a break from writing.

I've invented a new game

Get three dogs, a big open floor, and a bag of bite-size chicken treats and you too can have your own live game of hungry-hungry hippos.

Why I get no work done, exhibit A

I have never been so proud

Just yesterday, Kirby was cheerfully snuffling at the rat drain near our apartment and occationally, little rats would stick their heads out and squeak at him. It was all good clean fun. But tonight, a rat decided to make a mad break for it, running from a parked car, into Kirby's head, then rapidly changing its little cute mind and running back under the parked car. A minor act of confusion but it was enough to transform Kirby into a RAT HUNTING MACHINE.

Brownie secured the roof

Brownie raced around checking out the roof for danger when we first went up - he did an excellent job, as there were no drug dealers in sight!

The party people

I was at my friend Suzanne's place for the new years fiesta last night. She lives in a tightly packed neighborhood deep in the Lower East Side. At midnight we went up to the roof to see the fireworks and ended up shouting 'happy new year' to all the people on the other roofs and balconies around us. Which isn't much of a vocal stretch down here.

Happy New Years!

From all the dawgs on the block!