Here’s the payoff for getting a dog that eats everything he can get his snout on: as activity outside our first floor, Chicago apartment gets weirder this weekend, he’s there for me. A 45-pound pitbull mix can be a strangely comforting thing, especially on New Year’s Eve.
No, I live in Evanston but I'll keep an eye out for you and the dog. I generally don't go into Rogers Park much except for Loyola and the Fruit Market but who knows? I like dogs (and small brown women, too) so maybe I'll see you there sometime.
Happy New Year to the three of you.
Hey, Rudy Giuliani. It's good to hear from you. Do you still live in Rogers Park? If you see a small brown woman walking a medium-sized black dog, it's probably me.
Happy New Year to you….and the dog too!