Nowadays, dogs have Facebook pages. They have Twitter accounts. And some of them have business cards and email addresses, by which they communicate with one other to flirt, share life concerns, discuss playdates, and basically embody the hopes, dreams, neuroses, and/or grand afflictions of their owners. Because, obviously, the dogs don’t actually email with their own two paws. Yet.
Carolyn Cohen, a recent empty-nester who lives on Park Avenue and works at Lauren Ostrow Interior Design, is the very proud owner of a soft-coated Wheaten terrier named Buckley McCalister. Tired of people stopping to ask her if he was a Labradoodle, or a goldendoodle, or whatever kind of doodle, she decided to create a business card “letting people know what he is and what he’s not.” (On the back, the card designates him a “quirky, sweet, emotional, loving, sociable, Momma’s boy.”)
As Cohen puts it, “Dog people are just crazy. I thought, it’s time for him to have an email. There’s a whole neighborhood communication thing that goes on with the dogs. The card developed as a result of that.”
Cohen totes the cards around with her when she’s walking Buckley and now keeps a few on her at all times, “now that the word is out.” Reactions vary from get-away-from-me-crazy-lady to Awww, that’s so cute! “Some people don’t want to take it,” she said. “They’ll tell me politely no thanks, but I see the shock in their facial expressions.”
Is this something that’s actually happening nowadays, really? Apparently so: “I’ve met a couple of people who’ve had their own websites or gmail addresses for their dogs,” said Cohen.
What, exactly, do dogs email to each other?
Date: Tue, Oct 1, 2010 at 6:13 PM
Subject: long days
Things here have been soooooo hard. My mom, Joyce, has gone back to her teaching job and even though I have a new human roomie (Linda), I am alone more than ever. This summer I got very worried a lot when Joyce was at work and I started to pee on her bed. I was also really angry at her for not staying home…but she did not seem to get my message…though I thought it was loud and clear. Instead she just locks her door now. I also tried ro chew up the couch to get her to stay home…but even that did not work.
I really wish that we lived closer to each other so we could have play dates and even sleep overs. As you know, I am an attractive, blonde/brunette short haired girl…and in very good shape if I must say so myself. I would really enjoy some male company once in awhile. Maybe that is why I am in such a bad mood and why I worry so much.
I hope we can get together soon..
Stella Bella Eisman
ps.should I send photos???
Date: Sun, Aug 22, 2010 at 12:36 AM
Subject: Hello bucks
It was amazing to meet you and throw the ball in the hallway next time let’s go to the run.
Please excuse any typos sent from my iPhone
Date: Mon, Jul 12, 2010 at 10:38 PM
Subject: Re: Eating Leaves
To: Carolyn Cohen
It is always such a treat to hear from you. ( Almost as good as those liver treats I used to get when I was a puppy). I too love to eat leaves from plants in the garden! Some are much better than others…Right now I have two faves that I have almost completely finished! Though I think they may be the source of some tummy troubles….hmmm?
My UTI is getting better, I think. However, they are still referring to me as ” stinky pants”…..sometimes families can be so cruel.
Do you know what I mean?
Time for bed…
Sweet boney dreams, my pal.
Dogs! They’re just like us! Unfortunately, Cohen says, Buckley doesn’t get a lot of emails. And “he’s kind of depressed about it.”
Er, so, what would Buckley do if he had an actual job? “I would say he would be a model,” Cohen said. “He’s very good-looking. And stubborn; he’s extremely stubborn.” [Someone from inside her office pipes up: “He could be a meter maid!”]
Cohen, who has two grown sons, is aware that there’s a bit of wackiness to her pursuit. “I’ve had the cards since August. I was shy at first because I didn’t want people to think I was that loony, but now I’m willing to take the risk. The response has been fun, and mostly positive.”
What do her kids think? “They think I’ve lost it,” she told us. “They say, ‘Mom, you need to get a life.’ But this is all part of the fabric of the city and the Upper East Side.”
Dogs, feel free to email Buckley to chat…or to have his mom make business cards for you.