As I was walking down Broadway waiting for some exciting diversion to divert me from the thought of my own taxes, which were not half as organized as Reid's, a handsome doggy called Meatballs stopped me in his tracks.

"SP,"he wuffed,"you have not written your blog in a month, what is up with that? Lazy, too busy, fallen in love, been in prison, travelled the world, what is your excuse? The Doggy Community demands an answer."

"Well,"I said, "all and none of the above, have you got ten minutes to hear what has been happening in my life? It won't take long and it is pretty exciting, I got made a partner in work, I went to a property conference in France, I met the Sandman's uncle, I bought a great new dress at Intermix ...." I droned on and on but when I looked down Meatballs was gone. Ach, dogs are busy too, especially New York doggies. He was probably heading off for a Doggy Date or to do his taxes, anything better than listening to me.