Dogs ...

... while in New York Mr Brown and I noticed the dogs rather a lot. Beautiful, glossy, healthy, happy dogs being taken for walks, jogging with their owners, running about greeting friends in special leash-free places. It was lovely.
Even better was the complete lack of dog shit, it was nowhere to be seen. Not once did we step in anything, not once did we notice any. These Manhattan-ites, they actually do pick up after their pets.
That the dogs all live in flats (apartments) is a given, there aren't very many back yards around. Even so, the dogs all looked wonderful and were friendly and appeared happy. They weren't all miniatures either, good-sized proper dogs were everywhere, we even spotted a couple of Great Danes!
That said, we did see many of the smaller variety. Mr Brown and I aren't really fans of the small dog. I grew up with a smallish bitsa, Dixie, who was later joined by Amber, an Irish Setter. Mr Brown didn't have a dog growing up, but made up for it getting a German Shepherd, Nikki, once he left his parents' home and rules. We've found little dogs generally yappy and annoying. I suspect this has more to do with the fact that most are left alone and board for most of the day, and are "too cute" to discipline, since I've met small fluffies I've quite liked from time to time.
And why am I blogging this? Well, one of the dogs we saw on the streets of Manhattan made us gasp with wonder at it's beauty and perfection. It appeared to be a miniature Husky. Not a puppy, a fully-formed adult Husky, only about a foot high. It was being escorted to the park by an exquisitely and expensively-dressed Japanese couple, which led us to speculate on the going price for such a beautiful beast. Thousands probably.
Obviously I expressed the desire to possess such a fine canine, it would be perfect for a yard the size of the long, thin one at the back of the Brown-Mouse House.
Mr Brown speculated I'd not be able to find one, but that if I did, he'd consider allowing an addition to the family.
Look, it's an Alaskan Klee Kai.
Now all I have to do is work out how to get one into the country. This may be difficult given our strict quarantine laws. It may require a move to America, to purchase and bond with a puppy for a year or so before bringing our pet back home.
*buys a lottery ticket*