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Businessman With Cat On Back, Santa Monica


P.S. I'd be there with my dog on my shoulder if the silly health codes didn't prohibit her from staying inside with me!

Posted by aalkon at May 10, 2007 11:14 AM


Ugh, another unfortunate accident in the transporter room.

Posted by: jerry at May 10, 2007 8:45 AM

I'd LOVE to cart around MY dog like that!

But he's a 55lb Basset Hound. I don't think I'd get too far down the street before collapsing.

Posted by: RedPretzel in LA at May 10, 2007 3:04 PM

That's what little red wagons are for.

And, in France, dogs are allowed in cafés and restaurants. Even Basset Hounds are. In fact, I once saw a Great Dane in the bar/lounge area of Hotel Lutétia, where Coco Chanel used to live.

Posted by: Amy Alkon at May 10, 2007 4:02 PM

That sound you hear is one of my Siamese demanding to know why SHE never gets to go anywhere fun with ME. Humphf.

Posted by: marion at May 10, 2007 4:20 PM

Those hind legs look pretty limp. Are you sure it's not just a cat-fur stole? Or maybe a living cat who happens to be a parplegic?

Posted by: axman at May 11, 2007 7:55 AM

Alive and well and living in West Los Angeles (the cat, that is).

Posted by: Amy Alkon at May 11, 2007 4:15 PM

In Germany, I believe it's left up to the discretion of the proprietor as to whether or not the beasties are allowed in. It's certainly no problem in outside-type places. It would be considered a gross infringment of human rights if one were not allowed to take the dog for a walk and stop in at one or more beer gardens.

Posted by: ohwell at May 12, 2007 9:06 AM

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