The Cold

After putting off a trip with Miss Murray to Central Park for several weeks, Kate and I finally suited up and went to Central Park. That means we put on tights, blue jeans and heavy coats to brave the elements which were figuring in at 18 degrees. After no more than 20 minutes I began to feel my face freeze. But still I love the time in the Park with other dog owners who are one on one with Ajax, Simon, Worthington and Lucy. Their dogs of course. And then I was able to coax Kate in coming to Chinatown with me to try a dumpling restaurant that I had read about in some magazine. The restaurant was pretty good although I still think the dumplings we ate in Xian were what turned me into a dumpling addict.

Arnie refused to go out of the house except to quickly walk Miss Murray and for his regular smoking interludes.