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The Scene at Home with the Little Guy


Rescuing Smokey from a shelter was one of the best moves I ever made. For those who don’t know him, he’s a 30 lb. mutt mixed with black Labrador and who knows what else. (Who cares?) Life just isn’t complete without this little guy, the heartbeat of my humble Manhattan home.

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My Dog Run Wear

This is a basic. Dog runs are not hotbeds of cleanliness, which means wearing comfortable garb that I don’t mind getting dirty or wet. The dog run can also be a gateway to Frumpytown, characterized by ill-fitting clothes from the ugly bin. My ego won’t allow it. I believe that the “I don’t care what I look like” aesthetic in public places, wherever and however employed, can start to quietly bleed into other areas, bringing us to our current state of guerrilla casual.

I’m not a fan of wearing shorts in the city, so I keep it light in the summer with easy and wearable classics that are never wrong: canvas Chuck Taylors, an old, light pair of chinos or cargo pants, and an old t-shirt or polo. Simple.

Rescue a Dog

When I’m walking Smokey, people often ask me “What kind of dog is he?” Inquiring eyes still glaze over with incomprehension when I say he’s a “mutt,” or a “rescue.” If it’s not an identifiable “dog show” breed, many people don’t know what it is, which suggests that there is a lack of awareness about rescuing mutts from a shelter as a legitimate option. If you’re thinking about getting a dog, do yourself and a dog the best favor imaginable: get a rescue. Speaking from personal experience, I can – without hesitation – say that it’s the best thing I’ve ever done.