Friday, December 21, 2007

gonzo the bouvier

saucisson en croute

This sausage is not technically en croute (that is to say, wrapped in a pastry) but really, the parka effect is much the same. This fellow goes by the name of Dieter. Always amusing when people give their dogs nationally-correct names. The literal translation of the German "dachshund", you might know, is not in fact "snausage" or "wiener" but "badger dog". Feel free to share this little nugget of knowledge at your next holiday party, perhaps when you are jostling for that tray of cocktail sausages.


To all who have been waiting, patiently or not, for new photos. We here at Muttropolitan Diary were experiencing some technical difficulties which have, we believe, been resolved.

For now.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

weimeraners waiting

But why have you left us tied up outside this place? In the cold? Why, why, why? For comfort I will rest my gray chin on my brother's back. And wait.

winsome incarcerated italian greyhound

In between naps at doggy daycare.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

That's some Catahoula

The Muttopolitan Diarist's one and only niece (pictured, left) informed the Diarist that this dog (pictured, right) is an Australian Catahoula Leopard Dog. The Diarist originally thought this niece, who is something of a joker, was joking—mais non. There is in fact such a breed, although there appears to be some debate and said dog might in fact be a Louisiana Catahoula Leopard Dog. At any rate, these dogs are cute and the next time a 13 year-old tries to 'splain you something, pay attention.

Saturday, December 1, 2007

Hudson the Chihuahua

Heading downtown on the 1 train, comfortably ensconced.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Taco will tear your head off

Small but ferocious, Taco the Chihuahua doesn't want any pets from strangers. But he does love his own people, including his dark-eyed girl.

Duke of Lydonville

Upstairs at the Lyndonville Freighthouse in Lydonville, Vermont you will find an electric train set-up and a 13-year-old retired border collie by the name of Duke. After many years of herding cattle, Duke now spends his days asleep outside his master's office.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Maude, sad-eyed southern belle

While traveling in South Carolina, Maude's owner read an article about an abandoned dog and her pups, got sad, contacted the people from the paper, and returned to New York with a golden-eyed puppy: part Rhodesian Ridgeback, part Basset hound (hence sad eyes), part... gingerbread?

happy to be fluffy

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Wednesday, November 7, 2007


This stand at the greenmarket sells only vegetables, yet Clover was in heaven, wriggling around, hoping someone was going to give her...what? An eggplant? Get a hold of yourself, Clover.

cute 'n dangerous

Sugar looks very much like a strange make-believe hybrid anime creature who should by all rights be sooo cuddly and talk in a high baby voice and have a personality that matches her cotton candy fluff fur and moniker but Sugar is the most aggressive dog I have encountered so far. She is not messing around. Sugar would just as soon rip your hand off as look at you with her giant inky black dewdrop eyes. Seriously.

Maxie, cheesedog

I don't know that Bouvier de Flandres were specifically bred to guard goat cheese, but that is what you can find Maxie doing twice weekly at the Patches of Star goat cheese stall at the Union Square greenmarket.

Monday, November 5, 2007

Bedford Avenue bulldogs

autumn sweater

It must be so cozy being a Samoyed in November. But probably a little warmish in August.

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Buddy and his short, fat brother

Buddy could not be sweeter. His owner described him as "very old and very smart" and his brother the Chihuahua (whose ear you can see behind Buddy's head, and who revealed himself with much mystery for a brief moment in the dusk) as "very fat."

Cute dog, grumpy owner

Muttropolitan Diarist: Do you mind if I take a picture of your dog?
Tall, Striking, Glamorous, possibly Swedish lady: WHAT?
MD: "Is it OK if I take a picture of your dog?"
TSGPSL: (grumpily): OK, but don't TOUCH him!
MD: Alright already.

Black Socks, Upper East Side

Pity you can't see that all four of his (built-in) socks are black and knee-high.

Marathon Marmaduke

A big dog for a big race.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Z the I.G.

If you want an Italian Greyhound (aka I.G.) and want to get one from a rescue, forget about the Northeast, says the owner of Z the I.G., and head west, where big dogs are king and little ones plentiful. Z was scooped up from a I.G. rescue in Colorado and taken back to New York where she acquired this lovely cableknit sweater.

later, Z

Sophie, wee Pomeranian

According to The Good Book, aka Wikipedia:

Pomerania (Polish: Pomorze, German and Swedish: Pommern, Kashubian: Pòmòrze or Pòmòrskô, Latin: Pomerania or Pomorania) means "country by/next to/along the sea." The Polish name, "Pomorze," is literally "seacoast", referring to its proximity to the Baltic Sea.

I have heard that the people of Pomerania are (were, I suppose, since the country is no more...but perhaps people in that area still identify as such?) are every bit as social butterfly-ish as these little fluffernutters. But they are no doubt not as easy to transport.

Friday, October 26, 2007

wiener, bound for Marc Jacobs on Bleecker

Perhaps in search of some skinny jeans like his owner's, only with a shorter inseam.

West Village furry

This is Buba, though I'm not sure how to spell her name since her owner pronounced it "boo-bah" as in sis-boom-bah but then said "you know, like bubeleh" which, if we were being strict about it, would mean the dog's nickname should likely be prounounced "boo-buh" but anyway.

Boo-bah's owner pointed out the strong resemblance between dog and dog toy.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

wiener, Union Square

Jamieson, Union Square

Jamieson was enticed to pose at the Greenmarket not with a cookie, nor a bone, nor a pig's ear, but with some local, seasonal produce: a solitary brussel sprout, fresh off the stalk. So Alice Waters, Jamieson.