Have we really reached that point, DC, where we’re closer to LA than we’d like to admit? Has the purse-dog revolution finally reached its apex that the little creatures are now welcome inside various business establishments?
I always thought we were more of a golden-lab or maybe a basset hound or beagle kind of town, myself. Or, maybe this place is more interested in your Pirate’s Companionâ„¢ parrot? Or maybe the Iguana on a leash?
I just hope that we don’t see more silly purse-riding chihuahuas in this town. That would offend.
Your purse dog is welcome. — Originally uploaded by tbridge
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