I don't want to talk about your dog. There, I said it.
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I don't want to talk about your dog. There, I said it.

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When a friend recently met me for dinner wearing her dog in a baby carrier I wondered how quickly I could come down with a horrible, highly contagious disease and have to go home. Because here’s what invariably happens: The entire night becomes less about two friends catching up and more about the dog. Call me crazy, but trading celebrity gossip and dishing on our mutual friends seems like a fairly benign, dare I say, fun way to spend the evening. I find myself out with friends discussing topics like their application to DOG PPL, the pricey, members-only club described as the Soho House for dogs in Brooklyn. And hell hath no fury like a dog mom’s if you get in the way of her leaving at 10 p.m. sharp to get home for the evening walk.

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