"Where's Natasha"?...that's what one recent curator said when he came by the gallery one Saturday. For a dog that makes rare appearances here at the gallery, she has quite a following. I had wanted to rescue a dog for at least a year at that point and I knew it was high time to visit the shelter on 110th. It was love at first sight and I know right then and there I had my gallery dog.
Well, I tried everything for transportation with her. A basket on the front of bike - she jumped out. A pet trailer for the back of my bike - she jumped out. A cab - she loves cabs, but a little too costly everyday. I even thought about buying a car to get her here. Fact is, she is just a little too rowdy to be here quite yet. When she settles down, she will be here, by my feet, doing her best to illicit those "isn't she cute" sales.
2 comments:
Foley...you're a stud! Great to see you yesterday!
When you told me you were sleeping with Natasha, I was thinking of a different species.
A quick hello from BK in GR...call me soon it's been too long.
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