"the" Mrs. Astor

Monday, February 04, 2008

We would be remiss in not mentioning the annual Doxie-Fest last Saturday. Hundreds of dacshunds and their wacky owners gathered across Ocean Drive in the glorious winter weather of South Beach. I have no doubt that the little weiner dogs are special and that they certainly are treated as equals by their human companions.
"I see the mark of the werewolf on your forehead...." No effort to entertain the dogs was left unexplored.

Mod outfits have made a great splash. They are apparently recession-proof as they provide endless happiness and optimism.

I met Weinie nine years ago when he was just a puppy at The Van Dyke. He wears this outfit every year to the delight of the crowd.

Every year the daschunds are treated to a special odor fest.

A wide variety of odors are offered. I've never actually taken a whiff of squirrel tail; Latino tail to be sure, but not squirrel.

Isn't it the truth? Many of us were tempted to get on our knees; I had already recognized the knee marks of Mrs. Stuyvesant-Fish there.

The new mayor announced--complete with cue cards--that as someone who was also born close to the ground, she was proclaiming the dachshund the official Deco Dog.

The Unsinkable Mattie Bower, the mayor of The People, of course led the grand march--complete with accordian player--of the weinie dogs. This is one, kooky city, drunk on its ability to constantly amuse itself and confident that tomorrow will bring a more entertaining event.


At 9:13 AM, Blogger Countess Bedelia said...

Mrs. Astor....No News for a whole week. We are starving out here in cyberspace! What's happening on South Beach?

Your devoted friend,
The Countess Bedelia


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