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Meet My Boo

Meet the world’s most adorable dog, Boo. I need a Boo in my life way more than I need a boyfriend or a baby. I want to wake up to this face for the rest of my life.I will start by friending Boo on Facebook. [The Daily What]
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A Snapshot From Last Night’s “Real Housewives Of Beverly Hills”

Not really, but don’t this pup and kitten look blinged-out enough to be one of the “Bev Hills” gang? Taken at last night’s Meet the Breeds event, in NYC, where hundreds of dog and cat breeds were all dressed up and ready to party. [Gothamist] Keep reading »

Dog Doesn’t Want To Shower, Plays Dead


This dog is clearly my hates-to-bathe spirit animal. I feel ya, pup. [BuzzFeed] Keep reading »

Cute = A Puppy + Shoes


Here’s proof that it doesn’t take much to make a cute video and have people drool over it online. Step one: Take cute pug dog. Step two: Put cute pug dog next to cute shoes. Step three: Set video to cute music. Step four: Watch and emit your inevitable “awww!” [I Love You Magazine] Keep reading »

Girl Talk: Get A Dog, Get Laid

Darkness overwhelmed me as

I’ve long suspected that I haven’t been using Max to his full potential after seeing the loads of adoration he gets while on our daily walks through the ‘hood … He was a man magnet.

Sleep was impossible, so I fumbled to the desk and fired up my laptop. I squinted at the neon glow of the screen and opened an email that had been sent a few minutes before.

From: JEng
To: TLynch
Subject: Date
I have a date with your hot neighbor from across the street. He loves Max.
Jen

My friend Jenni was staying at my apartment and watching my French bulldog while I was on the other side of the world on a business trip. It was 3 p.m. in New York and I imagined she and Max just came back from an afternoon walk, where they must have run into said hottie. I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms. “What hot neighbor? I don’t have any hot neighbors?”

I said this out loud as if someone were going to affirm that Jenni was crazy. I had lived on the Lower East Side for two years among the creative hipster, Latin Cholo, and Euro metrosexual communities and although there are hot guys aplenty, none of them lived on my street. Or so I thought. I texted her immediately; roaming charges be damned!

Me: Got your email! How’d you meet him?
Jen: On the block. He stopped me to pet Max.
Me: So you just bumped into him?
Jen: Yeah.

I scout my ‘hood for men all the time. And although I’m smart, funny, and have been told I’m attractive, I can’t seem to find someone to last more than a month or two. I’ve had my share of disaster dates, beer-goggled hookups, and I’m over my loner, “there is dignity in being single” phase (thank you “Singles,” the movie). Every time I am out in my hood, my eyes are peeled, but Jen is in my apartment for four days and conjures up a man? What the hell?

A few days later another email came through:

From: JEng
To: TLynch
Subject: Score
He took me to Sixth Ward and then we went back to his place. His apartment is sick … the sex was great.
Jen

I bristled at my computer screen. That’s MY block, MY dog … that should be MY great sex!

I’ve long suspected that I haven’t been using Max to his full potential after seeing the loads of adoration he gets while on our daily walks through the ‘hood. I’ve witnessed the biggest tattooed tough guys crack their angry façade to bend over and play kissy face with him. He was a man magnet.

I slapped my laptop closed. That was it. I was putting that dog to work the minute I got home!

Sunday morning bath time was extra long so Max’s black coat and white tuxedo markings were shining. The both of us smelling fresh and lookin’ fly, we stepped out for our morning walk, which ended at the local coffee spot. All the other dogs were tied up and relaxing, sniffing each other’s butts, while their owners sat lined up on the benches. I tied up Max, found a spot on the bench, and let him do his thing.

“Is this your son? He’s a cute little guy.” One of the old toothless regulars I’d seen here before put his hand out for Max to sniff and lick. I smiled, knowing Max’s charms were starting to work.

I sat and read while couples brought their kids over to play with Max, other dog owners grilled me on his age and breeding, and the coffee lovers that milled in and out of the store told me how adorable he was. So far it was a good morning.

“What’s his name?” I heard behind me and turned to see dark eyes, dark hair, and muscular arms embracing Max. Caught — hook, line, and sinker! I put on my best smile and tried to reel this one in.

We talked about our mutual love for Frenchies — he had two — while Max hopped on his back legs for attention.

“Sit!” I stood and barked at Max. Chill, son, your work is done!

“He’s great.”

“Thanks.” I moved closer.

“You live around here?” he asked. He checked me out for a split second.

“No, I’m closer to Delancey Street, but this is a nice walk in the morning. You?”

“I’m up the street.” He pointed with his coffee cup in hand.

Our conversation switched to the lure of the coffee spot, the welcomed arrival of fall — its been too hot — and my recent trip to Asia, about which he seemed genuinely interested.

“I should get moving. Maybe I’ll see you here again?” he said with a smile and what sounded like a little hope in his voice.

I nodded. “Yeah, maybe,” I said with more nonchalance than I felt.

He gave Max a pat and waved as he took off down the street.

I bent down and gave Max a pat and a scratch behind the ears.

“Good boy, Max. Good boy!”

Photo: iStockphoto

OK Go Goes To The Dogs (No, Really)

They’ve danced on treadmills and battled with a Rube Goldberg machine, and now OK Go is back — this time with a pack of show dogs. Their new track, “White Knuckles,” sounds like what might happen if Prince discovered indie rock. And that’s a very good thing. [BuzzFeed] Keep reading »

Minka Kelly Calls Boyfriend Derek Jeter To Solve Her Airline Problems

“Friday Night Lights” actress Minka Kelly allegedly freaked out while boarding an airplane today because she wasn’t allowed to have her dog on the seat with her. There were tears. There was screaming. There was a phone call to her maybe-fiancé Derek Jeter to talk some sense into a barbarian flight staff. Why do we all of a sudden feel solidarity with JetBlue flight attendant Steven Slater?

Read Gawker’s tipster email with all the gory details about the freak-out after the jump … Keep reading »

Samantha Ronson’s Bulldog Bites, Kills Maltese

As a dog owner, it makes me incredibly sad to hear that Samantha Ronson‘s pet bulldog Cadillac killed a Maltese in their apartment building yesterday. Apparently, somehow Cadillac (that’s Lindsay Lohan walking him, left) got out of Ronson’s apartment while she was sleeping and attacked Tiger the Maltese and her owner in the building’s hallway. Tiger died from her injuries and Cadillac was sent to live with Ronson’s family on the East Coast. This is not the first time Cadillac has bitten another dog or human, and he had recently attended dog behavior training. Keep reading »

The Dog Toy That Just Won’t Quit


What do you do with a bunch of tape and a laser pointer? Why, strap a laser pointer to your dog’s head, of course! The enterprising couple in this video did just that and allowed their pups to roam free around the house, chasing the bright red beam of light. It’s the game that never ends! [Oh Have You Seen This?] Keep reading »

Dog Enjoys Going For A Swing


I have a feverish cold and am in a bad mood, but the grilled cheese sandwich I just ate and this video of a Golden Retriever in a swing are starting to make me feel better. Happy Monday! [via The Daily What] Keep reading »

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