Eating With The Dogs

After watching a screening of "Iraq for Sale - The War Profiteers", a new documentary by Robert Greenwald put on by Democrats Abroad (yes, this calls for a whole new blog entry), Arny and I wanted to find a place to get a bite to eat. Since it had been a long day for both of us, our first choice was any restaurant that had an English menu, as we were both too tired to figure out a Japanese one. Our quest led us to an Italian cafe, where we promptly sat at a small table in front. Ordering pasta, we were chatting and eating when in strolled a young couple with two long haired dachshunds, both wearing little outfits (This also requires an entirely separate blog entry). They sat down next to us and we began to coo over the dogs as they came up to sniff us. Starting a conversation, which was difficult since they knew little English and our ability to speak Japanese does not include making comments about dogs, we discovered that they (the dogs that is) were mama and daughter. Of course, being the proud "mama" myself, I pulled out a puppy picture of Tess and showed it to them.



Note to self - 1) get a new picture of Tess for my wallet, 2) stop pulling out a picture of Tess - you are a New Yorker - you are being ridiculous.

As they were cooing (not quiet sufficiently if you ask me) over Tess, in walks another couple with a small, very cute poodle. The waiter comes over to us and motions for us to either go upstairs or to the bar where we would be re-seated. As we had finished our dinner, we opted for the bar, where we could finish our wine. As it turns out, we had been sitting in the dog section all along.

Who knew??

P.S. YES, WE ARE STILL WAITING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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