Have any of the other Manhattan Dopers seen the Amazing Noseless Dog? Everyone at work thought I was making this up, till the production manager saw it, too.
It’s a Golden Retriever, usually being walked on Park or Madison in the 30s. It looks like a healthy, well-kept dog, except, well . . . IT HAS NO NOSE. The entire upper portion of its snout is missing, so it has what can only be described as a Severe Underbite. I can’t imagine how it eats or drinks, or what happened to it—did it get caught in an elevator door in mid-bark? Did it sneeze so hard its nose flew off, in a Tex Avery-type scenario?
I have the hardest time not shouting to its owner, “Hey, Lady, your dog has no nose—how does it smell?”
There is a German Shepherd/Bassett Hound mix in my neighborhood. It had the head and markings of the shepherd, but the body of the hound. Every time I see it, I just have to laugh, because it looks like the most happy and content dog on the planet
Eve, once again you are my hero. I just laughed out loud right at my desk, then re-read that and laughed again. I know it’s an oldie, but DAMN I love that joke.
Anyhoo, I strongly recommend yelling that to her and reporting the results. I guarentee that everyone else walking in the park will fall to the ground in hysterics.
Zette—So glad you enjoyed that. If I did yell that, however, I’m afraid she’d sic her dog on me and it would underbite me to death.
Fiver—it is indeed missing the entire upper portion of its snout; its face goes right from eyes down to lower jaw. You really have to admire its owners . . . But everytime I see it, I can’t help skidding to a halt and doing a Marie Dressler-quality double-take. If only I had a lorgnette . . .
Oh, another editor here at work says she’s seen it, too, so the production editor and I are not hallucinating.
