Roscoe turned 7 yesterday and I forgot until the end of the day and felt guilty about it. January 18th! Duh! Of course! Don’t worry he got an emergency big hunk of cheese and a piece of tuna roll as a late gift.

It might seem weird to acknowledge a dog’s birthday because dogs are somewhat unaware of things like “birthdays” and “time” and somewhat with “self”– but he’s a nice guy so I figure it’s time for a bit of Roscoe post with….

Fifteen Quick Facts About Roscoe!

15. Roscoe is currently on a diet. Last checkup he was 5lbs overweight so we’ve cut back on biscuits and treats (he used to get them all day long every day just for being good) — now he gets carrots instead. At first he was all wtf with the carrots– but now he seems to like the carrots as long as they’re fresh. (he doesn’t like those mini-carrots though– he thinks they smell weird.)

14. Lately Roscoe doesn’t like it when a dog sniffs his privates for too long. If a dog goes long with an oversniff at his crotch — Roscoe will freeze up then throw a flag on the field and will start fighting with the oversniffy dog. It’s a problem at dog park

13. Sometimes I play one on one with Roscoe in this open field near our apartment. But because he doesn’t like to chase balls around (he won’t chase one friggin throw)– the only way for us to play is for me to chase him around yelling how I’m gonna get him and grabbing at his butt. Once I noticed some teenagers watching me chase my dog around and it was embarrassing.

12. Roscoe really likes having Lola as a roommate and they’re BFF (even though she’s a thief) but the bed is crowded now. I’m like all tetris in the bed all night trying to navigate my legs around the dogs and stuff.
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So anyway the other day I was in the Post Office and I saw a blind woman coming my way. She was wearing sunglasses and walking with a cane all tap-tap-tappy. I noticed that someone held the door open for her but then she was on her own with her cane heading into a disaster of a post office that can be confusing for friggin sighted people.

Anyway, I felt that I should approach this woman and offer to help her through the post office– but I still can’t decide if that’s intrusive or not.

Sometimes it’s hard to judge with stuff like that. It doesn’t seem to be a hard rule that sighted people need to always help blind people– and maybe that’s for the best because if everybody felt compelled to approach blind people at every stop and ask if they can help— it would probably become way annoying for the blind person. (continue reading…)

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So anyway, last week I was driving around with the dogs in Red Hook (semi-industrial area in Brooklyn) and I passed by this park with two ballfields on it. It’s a pretty active public park in the summertime. Looming over this park is this giant old factory. Old school style from the 70′s…

I’m a big fan of old abandoned stuff. I like abandoned schools and hospitals. Abandoned mental hospitals are my fave. I do like a good old car factory falling apart and all that. And this factory is pretty impressive looking. Check it out…

It was cold out and nobody was around and the place is pretty fenced in– so I decided to park and let the dogs go for a run. It turned out to be a great place to let the dogs go nuts running full speed back and forth and chasing balls and stuff. I’ve been back a few more times to pay catch with them and whatever. It’s huge and they like their freedoms.

Anyway, the other day I mention to a friend of mine who also has a dog about this ‘secret Red Hook park’ where you can take the dogs running (it’s not easy to find places to let dogs run free in the city besides dog parks) so I’m always looking for alternatives. And he said, ‘Isn’t that the park where they found all that PCB contamination?’ I was like, ‘Huh?’ (continue reading…)

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