Petey is very obviously a puppy. He coat just has that shiny-yet-hanging-off-his bones-clumsy-walk kind of look. He’s friggin irresistible. Grandmas, skate rat teens, grumpy bodega owners, straight couples, hot girls, and even hot guys just kinda notice his puppyness and stop to pet him and ask stuff like, How old? Of course, I try and maintain the Hebrew veneer as long as I can, but who are we kidding – my flunkie ass goes into English, but so what. Anyway, I’ve met more people in the neighborhood and park tonight than I have in the four months I’ve been in this apartment Crazy!
I mean, it is not an old wives’ tale – puppies are people magnets !!!
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