Remember when you spilled salad dressing on your new skirt earlier? YOU KNOW, it was right before you fell down the stairs, into a puddle of Mahattan's finest mystery ooze, and then ran into your crush, who gave you an odd look. Later you would find out this was because your skirt was tucked into your tights. But not until you rode the subway all the way home.
What we're saying is, sometimes days can be One Of Those Days. And on Those Days, it would be cool if a magical Falkor-esque luck dragon would cross your path.
Enter: this therapy dog.
(Anne M. Ugarte)
Our tipster Anne spotted this guy on the F train last night (boarding at 34th St. and getting off at West 4th)—she tells us:
"On a late night train home after a long day at work and the most gorgeous pink dyed dog steps onto the F train. Everyone immediately wanted to pet it, including me and after a long day at work, petting a dog made me so happy. So sweet and soo soft. The owner told us it is actually a therapy dog and recently did a photo shoot for Versace. It was gorgeous! Hope you share this dog with everyone!"
And so it shall be. While we don't agree with dying the dog pink, we do agree that we all deserve a therapy dog.
Important Update: Turns out this dog's human is a pretty loathsome plastic surgeon :(
