Which is crazier, I've been wondering, walking down the street talking into a cell phone, often one that no one can see, or doing things the old fashioned way, walking down the street talking to your dog?
Here I am explaining to Peep that the chicken she is about to get, saved from my lunch at Pastis, is a reward for her sterling behavior her very first time in a restaurant.
Just because I am not a food trainer does not mean I don't give my dog treats.
And just because I hardly ever have conversations on my cell phone while walking down the street does not mean I am not crazy.
Well, you know what I mean.