Cathy has been having a hard time deciding whether to break down and get her little girl a dog. I’m in no position to advise her to say no. So here is our most recent ode to our dogs. Zach keeps measuring Abe, thinking he’s small for a great dane. I keep reassuring him he’s quite large, but perhaps it’s because he almost comes up to my belly button. That might be why. But aren’t they beautiful?