

Marty Markowitz is onto something- leaving the 'hood' aint easy, and I'm getting verklempt just thinking about it.
I love this place, the smells, the people, the pups, the poop places... I just love it all. This has been the mother of all trips and I'm grateful to Tra' and Ry for showing me their neighborhood. My eyes have been opened and I'm proud to report- a piece of my heart will always be in Park Slope.

I've lounged, I've labored over my future, I partied (a lot), and I am ready to return home w/a renewed focus in my life (can't wait to sit down w/mom & dad and tell them we're moving).
As I've had time to reflect, I wanted to share a few of my favorite things about Brooklyn:
- Buttercup's Pawtisserie:
Yeah, the slope loves their pups- so much so, that there's a SLEW of doggy stores that sell designer dog crap that I can't ever imagine needing (yeah, so- I tried on an argyle sweater w/a tie... yup, a friggin tie)... BUT, it's nice to know that- on any given day, I can get some raw-hide, jewelry, formal wear, and life-changing baked goods. A special note for Buttercup's (thanks for the shirt).

- That hot little Shitzu from my walk the other night:
I ran into the most beautiful face I have ever seen... she was a lean 13 lbs, pig-tails w/bows, and the most adorable parka I've seen on a dog... I am totally smitten and hope I run into her just one more time... we can exchange sniffs, and fall madly in love.
- Bierkraft:
Dad said I had to hit this shangrila of beer- my god, if you love beer- you worship bierkraft... Dad is gonna be psyched.
I really could go on and on- but I know Mom's on her way over so- suffice to say, I loved my trip and- especially, the company. Ry's been a pal who let me distract hime while he worked and I'll never forget the love that Tra' greeted me with when she came home everyday... totally makes me understand why Ryan is so lucky (simulataneously, makes me wonder why Tra settled for him... she could do much better).
Until next time... this pup is outta' here.
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