A Brief Note: The Dogs Of Bayview Village

Spent the afternoon  wandering around Bayview Village while the wife shopped for useless female gewgaws. The place was filled with richy-rich assholes and their fancy dogs.  Apparently, management lets them into the mall (the dogs) if you can produce two pieces of ID: documentation showing they're a pure-bred and a pay-stub that demonstrates you make at least six figures a year.

True fact: many of the dogs were dressed better than I was.