A Visit To The Dairy

On hot summer days like we've been having, Gracie likes to take brother Tedddy and me to the Dairy in Central Park. It's this neat old building (built in 1870) close to the playgrounds. It used to serve just milk and snacks, but now they're trying ice cream. Gracie usually gets me a vanilla, and a strawberry for herself. Teddy likes chocolate. Sometimes we get the ice cream in cups, but lately we've been trying something new called an "ice cream cone." It's a lot like a small waffle wrapped into a cone shape. The cold stuff is then scooped in. Dr. Roosevelt says the cones were invented by the French. Smart people, those French. Merci.

We eat the ice cream on the way back home. Gracie always remembers to get extra paper napkins, because Teddy makes a mess of things. But I'm very good at licking off all the excess with my long tongue.

Hope you have a place to go for ice cream where you live.

More soon.   D-O-G

p.s.: the picture of the Dairy is double because it is a "stereo view". With the right kind of viewing device you can see the image as if it was in 3D. Swell, huh?

Tardy Post, Sorry

I am so sorry that I've not posted anything recently. My nose has been giving me lots of trouble, so lots of trips to see the vet, Dr. Flagg, were in order. The skin gets all red and crusty, and sometimes sores develop. It sometimes hurts quite a bit. She thought it might be related to the frostbite I got before Gracie rescued me.

Dr. Flagg gave me all sorts of different medicines to try. Some were pills. Some were salves. And for the longest time nothing worked. But this week she started me on a newly developed treatment. The crustiness has started to go away and hair is growing again. So maybe this will work. I sure hope so.

Now maybe I can get back to a regular schedule of posting on my blog. Until next time (soon, I promise).                       Cheers, D-O-G