Furry Shopping Buddies

Shopping in LA has its charms, one of which is that it seems every other woman includes her dog in the process. Something else we can blame on Paris Hilton. A dog owner myself, I love that I can bring my not-so-svelte (she's big-boned, okay?) pug to work with me. But when it comes to shopping trips, I want to leave her at home. But according to the Image section of the Times, I don't necessarily have to.

Sure she's well behaved, and (almost) perfectly potty-trained. But I have enough to think about when it comes to politely elbowing other LA Pretties from the sales rack or lugging around bags, and I don't need to also worry about my dog. Plus I have something that I think a lot of other dog-owners lack: the awareness that some people just don't like dogs. Imagine that! So it irks me when I see fellow dog owners who use long retractable leashes and let their pets sniff, lick, and jump on anyone who comes in their path, whether or no they are a "dog person."

According to the article, I can waltz into Tiffany's, Nordstorm, and the Beverly Center and my litte puggy wug (yes, that's what I call her) can prance along with me. I might just do that, but I'll stick to keeping her in her doggie tote. I mean, she's too cute -- she might upstage me and I just can't have that!