Everyone I know has a dog. And everyone I know believes his dogis the most beautiful, intelligent pet in the world. What has meworried is that many of these people would rather talk to their dogsthan to their friends.
Bernheim, who owns a big black Labrador named Killum, invited mefor lunch the other day to catch up on the last six months.
As I entered the foyer Killum jumped up on me and slobbered allover my sport coat.
"Down, Killum," said Bernheim. "Give your Uncle Artie a chanceto walk around and get used to his environment."
"I'm not his Uncle Artie. I don't like him," I said.
"It's not a him - it's a her. Killum, tell Daddy what …
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