eerily, i saw almost no dogs during my four days in montreal, except my last night when we went out for beer and brownies at a little sidewalk cafe on rue sherbrooke. there was a blond man there, sitting alone, dressed all in white. he had two very small, rat-like dogs that were poking out of what appeared to be his briefcase.
got back home late last night. the story of Old Mr Puffy Pants will resume this evening, or possibly tomorrow morning.
in the meantime, here is a picture from Montreal yard. (it says, "Smile"!)
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