Leave it to Beaver reruns

That's what it's been all about lately. That, and walking around through my newly-gentrified (haha) 'hood, looking at the little dogs as they pass by. Most have on sweaters or coats--those who don't start to look naked once you get used to seeing them clad (and, often, shod). Today I saw the best yet: a dog with it's very own, proportionally-correct Burberry plaid scarf. That a dog--a small Jack Russell Terrier, looked like--may be more put-together than many people is something we should all consider when dressing ourselves. Not that I'm specifically advocating Burberry or anything, but perhaps these small UES residents have something to teach the rest of us.