Anyway, pondering the fact that maybe Doggy Rights might be the next big issue for us all, I was walking down St Marks and I decided I may as well buy a pair of fishnet tights as one never knows it may finally get cold next month.

I picked out two great pairs and I made to pay but there was nobody serving in the store at all. How odd, I thought.

Then all of a sudden this little dog appeared from behind the studded belts 25% off box and wuffed at me most kindly,

"Can I help you mam? Would you like to purchse those two articles of hosiery, I think they will look very fetching on you and it is an excellent idea as they are on sale, $5 off if you buy two pairs. $23 please, just pop it in the till. Wuff, thanks."

I was so stunned. Who is training these dogs?Their sales talk is a little wooden and they are a bit pushy but who can say no when a dog serves you. Would he have bit me if I changed my mind? Did this dog take a perfectly able New Yorkers job? Now I am sounding Racist I mean Doggist, gosh it is all a little confusing.