If you find yourself at 101 Park Ave, Midtown, Manhattan please go into the newly opened American Kennel Club Museum of the Dog (I bet their dogs’ names aren’t Fido either but consist of hyphenated classics…) and send me some pictures. Unfortunately that still deprives me of heading straight for the touch-screen monolith in the museum that matches one’s photo with the dog breed one most resembles. What would I be? Care to comment?

My dog has been playing hide and seek with me for much of the day, curiously with me being assigned the role of seek exclusively…. the subsequent exhaustion allowed me to read but one article I want to share, if only for the photographs contained with in it.

New York’s New Museum of the Dog Is Serving Canine Realness Extravaganza

Really, go read for yourself, if only to enjoy the smiles the author’s clever puns bring to your lips. And I quote: It’s stuffed to the brim with oodles of poodles and painted Pomeranians. But are these pooch paintings Pugcassos, or just plain Shih Tzu? Blame it on my fatigue after walking several miles in the rain, hail, sun and everything in between, but I find that funny.

Yes, you cat people, read it too. The critic has something to say about cats as well in the realms of “serious” art. And is nicely snarky about the museum at large. In the meantime I’ll put up some photos of the amazing changing skies today

and the vegetation that hid enough birds to keep a German short-hair pointer happy in perpetuity. And only occasionally back in view.

And here is Frank giving his poodle lecture (alas cut off in the end): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2mQSf4QOwxw

and the poodle’s reappearance on Overnite Sensation, one of the first albums I ever bought. :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bIrr624DFY0