Birdie. Photograph by Claudia Gavin
This is my third Chihuahua. That’s what I used to say about my dog, Birdie, until this summer, when I got her DNA tested. That’s right — I paid nearly a hundred dollars to ship some glorified Q-tips to a laboratory in Lincoln, Nebraska, so that Science could tell me who my dog really is, deep down in her soul. I wouldn’t have done it 10 years ago, but then, no one did. In 2015, though, this is where we are: Dog DNA testing is so common, its popularity was spoofed in a Funny or Die video in which a dog owner is peer-pressured into the test. Some people do the test for pragmatic reasons — pertaining to health or behavior — and some people do it for fun, as a novelty. Me? I did it for love. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
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Right on cue, I woke up yesterday wondering if I might have a problem. Yes, the signs have been there day in and day out, week after week, month to month. But every year, it’s Halloween that really makes me look around my living room — at the cardboard and spray paint and hot glue guns and industrial-size tub of glitter — and think, “Hm.”
I devoted Sunday to drawing up plans for Murphy’s Halloween costume, and I’ll spend every night this week putting the finishing touches on his top-secret get-up. I’ve set aside one evening for tailoring, one for mobility troubleshooting, and another for rebuilding the portions that Murphy will inevitably maul during his many fit sessions.
Murphy, you see, is a dog. Murphy, unlike myself, has very little interest in what he’s being for Halloween this year or who wins the office costume contest. Read more »
The excitement surrounding Pope Francis’s historic visit to Philadelphia isn’t just limited to humans. Abby Brunner sent us this picture of her pup, Pope Penny, posed in front of the Dirty Frank’s Mural. Penny is wearing a miter and mozzetta from Doggie Style in Rittenhouse.
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Courtesy of Dilworth Park
There are few more-satisfying ways to shake off a long work day than heading to your favorite watering hole at closing time for a drink or three. Unless, of course, you’re a dog and you have to wait that much longer for your owner to get home to fill your bowl with kibble. Starting tonight, you can both enjoy the happy hour experience at Dilworth Park in a new weekly series called “Yappy Hour.”
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News that a second cat café is opening in Philly has made me goggle anew at human stupidity. For most of my life, I’ve had cats. And anyone who’s ever had cats ought to know: Nothing is less relaxing — and more antithetical to getting anything accomplished — than a cat. Read more »
Courtesy of Chestnut Hill Philadelphia
Our canine companions have shed their winter coats and are so eager to get out; they may just paw down the front door. Take them to the Dog Days of Summer festival! Chestnut Hill celebrates mans’ best friend with a day-long event that offers an abundance of activities catered to dogs and dog lovers, alike.
Look forward to caricaturists, music, and a photo booth. If the pooch just can’t seem to get that whole, “sit, stay, and roll over,” bit, professional instructors will be on-hand to help him figure it out. Once Sparky tires of obedience training, take him over to the pet psychic booth to get his paw read. Then head to one of the Chestnut Hill restaurants for “Yappy Hour” specials from 3 p.m. to 6 p.m.
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Left: Antonio Howard, depicted in a 2011 Times Herald video, being taken into police custody following charges that he threatened police with his large dog. He later pleaded guilty to the charges. Right: Terrence Howard at the FOX TV “Empire” Premiere Event on January 6, 2014 in Los Angeles, California | Joe Seer / Shutterstock.com
Back in 2011, Conshohocken resident Antonio Howard — also known as the brother of actor Terrence Howard — pleaded guilty to threatening Conshohocken police with his large dog when police responded to a domestic disturbance at Howard’s home. And now Conshohocken police tell us that they shot and killed that same dog, which was on the loose in Howard’s neighborhood near the 900 block of Wood Street. Read more »
Sprinkles, the 33-pound cat.
Word has come to us from the eastern shores of New Jersey of the existence of a 33-pound cat. Yes, a 33-pound cat.
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I’m one of those women – let’s call them insufferable women – who brings her little dog everywhere.
Murph comes to work with me, goes shopping with me, and occasionally hits up yoga with me. He’s a regular at my laundromat, and as soon as the weather warms up, he’ll reclaim his usual seat on the deck at Bridget Foy’s.
To the absolute horror of my mother, wedding invitations are frequently addressed to “Ms. Monica Weymouth and Murph.” (A joke, perhaps, but it’s not easy to find a plus-one when you own a stroller for your shih tzu.)
I do not, however, walk him over to Super Fresh or CVS, as these places don’t allow dogs — something about health codes and common sense or whatever — and the alternative is leaving him outside. Read more »
Illustration by Danny Hellman; photograph by Christopher Leaman
The allegations were shocking: mass killings of dogs, sadists abusing innocent creatures, maimed and ill animals suffering in squalor. They surfaced repeatedly on Facebook, on websites with names like Justice for Chester County Animals, and in mainstream publications like the Inquirer and the Delaware County Daily Times.
A puppy mill? A dog-fighting ring? Read more »