Stop That Dog

I’m happy to say spring is finally here deciding to stay awhile.

Despite my joy, with the exception of a couple layers, I’m still more or less dressed for winter, at least running wise.

I have so many things going on, I’ve yet to address this problem, the biggest being what to do with my stuff: phone, glasses, money, keys that all winter gets stuffed into the worn pockets of my Barbour jacket.

I need a fanny pack as much as I hate them – a modest pouch to strap around my waist or else give up going to Panera.Β  Last year I’d head to Starbucks around 5ish, then come back home before running, but it doesn’t appeal to me anymore being the hardcore Paneraite I’ve become.


I’ve been committing an even worse fashion faux pas…I’ve been carrying a bag – a small Prada, the perfect size, but cumbersome and annoying as you run.

This morning, stretching on what I like to call an Olmstead bridge (Frederick Law Olmstead designed Central Park) placed my purse on the ground beside me, when a golden retriever casually popped by and snatched it.


His owner, busy texting, hadn’t seen what happened.

Clancy, now a good ways away, was proud as can be with his new acquisition.

Who can blame him…IT WAS PRADA.

To my credit, I was very good about the whole thing since he was just doing what retrievers do, but afterwards when Clancy brought it back…good dog…I said wryly to his mistress, “Is Clancy the fashion police by any chance?” She, with great annoyance finally put down her phone and said…




About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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44 Responses to Stop That Dog

  1. micklively says:

    Some folk are so steeped in their own self-importance that they’re beyond humour. You were wasted on her Susannah but you have the last laugh (oh, and another good post). πŸ˜‰


  2. skinnyuz2b says:

    Anything but a fanny pack, Susannah. One of my best friends always wore a fanny pack. It blended in with all her other fashion mishaps. I overlooked her attire just as she forgave me my lack of sparkle, glitter, and animal print (worn together) and lack of a practical fanny pack. It’s been slightly over one year since her passing and I now have a soft spot for those blasted things, but still won’t be caught dead with one around my waist.


    • I even hate the name. I see women with them and they flap as they run. That can’t feel good. I don’t know. I may have to change rhythms for the summer.


    • Skinny, I just reread this and want to apologize for not being more sensitive to what you wrote about your friend. I know better than anyone, when you miss someone, all those annoying things just melt away.


  3. You need a dog to run with you. Put a little saddle bag on him/her with all your accessories in it. It will look like the dog is in the pony express carrying the mail.


  4. With all the food carts and food trucks in N.Y.C it must a challenge walking with Carmela. Her big rubber nose must smell all that food and want to stop at each one !


  5. It was supposed to be a picture of a dog. If you think your cyber skills are thin you met your soul mate.


  6. Ally Bean says:

    A wonderful story– with a good ending that shows that dogs are often smarter than their owners. But how could someone be that phone-absorbed to not notice that their dog had misbehaved? I’m baffled by that level of self-absorption.


  7. The sad thing is that there isn’t anyone I want to talk to on the phone. Perhaps she trained the dog to steal? That would be a good gig! Mama on the phone oblivious and her dog picking up designer bags. Don’t they make flat bags that you strap around your shoulder? I’ve seen them used for passports. They may flop though. My new running pants (and no I don’t run) have 2 zippered pocket and two back ones (I think those are to give me a JLo heiney!)


  8. Lynn says:

    Lol…reminds me of a child misbehaving to get their parents attention. That beautiful golden was on a mission!


  9. Elle Knowles says:

    Yes, you must find a place to put all that stuff Susannah. I’m lucky and where I run is around the corner. All I bring is my phone plugged into my ears for music – and because I feel naked without it! My key for the door in in its secret place. Maybe I should invent something for this problem. Give me some ideas and I’ll whip one up for you! πŸ˜‰ ~Elle


  10. I could just see the dog running away! It is such a shame people are so self absorbed to truly appreciate your humor. You crack me up! I look forward to your blog, it brightens my day… I have some jogging capris that have zippered pockets in them too, but, they do flap and you haven’t lived until you have your car keys banging against your knees for a while… I’m the only person who gets bruised trying to get into shape… Of course, I am remembering that from long ago, still have the pants though…


  11. And to think, you could have had Clancy all to yourself. Good thing your an honest person Susannah.


  12. Nice when the owners take such good notice of their pets, ha. As you said though, who could resist Prada.
    I have the same problem these days, of trying to find how to carry things like my cell phone. I almost wore a windbreaker this evening just so I’d have a pocket but I changed into cargo pants instead for the extra leg pockets. They are a lifesaver.


  13. I miss my pockets!! I didn’t realize just how much I rely on them until the weather broke .. lol. As for Clancy, if stealing a Prada is what he has to do for some attention, then so be it.


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