On the walk over towards the Thompkins Park, I went through a Dominican neighborhood on the Lower East Side and ran into the cutest, oldest, shiveriest little beagle mutt wearing a strapped-on sombrero. (I think she might even top the two dogs that I ran into that were wearing sunglasses ).
...two dogs wearing sunglasses. When I saw them I started hysterically laughing and petting them and their owner got all huffy. "It's not funny!" She chided, "They have cataracts!" I was like "Lady, I'm not laughing at their cataracts...I'm laughing at THEIR SUNGLASSES!" Their ornery owner aside, these pooches made my day.
