Men Who Shed

I’ve met the Dom Deluise of dogs with a matching owner.

A Saint Bernard named Benny with a tongue that could stretch to Pittsburgh, and a coat, coating the park like white and brown confetti, is loping alongside me.

You know how they say, dogs and their owners resemble one another?

It’s pretty uncanny in this case. They are both huge with no common grace whatsoever, clumsy, tripping over paws and feet as if they have spares, like tires you keep in the trunk.

The only Saint Bernard I’ve ever known was Neil, on the TV show Topper, so when I mention this to Dom’s dad, he shrugs though he’s age appropriate to remember.

When I add that Neil drank martinis, he gets defensive. “Yeah, so, he took a nip now and then, so what?”

Not normally speechless, I decide to let it pass, especially after noticing the amount of dandruff floating off his collar.

Dom, whose real name is, Skipper (perhaps dad is a Gilligan’s Island fan) is now slobbering all over my Nikes like a portable fountain, as I think how nice it would be if dogs could carry handkerchiefs.

I then look into those big syrupy brown eyes and say, “Skipper, or is it Skip…


As they stumble away, I hear Dom Deluise whisper from the ether…

Susannah, behave, he’s only a dog. As for his owner, why not suggest a little Head and Shoulders, couldn’t hurt.


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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 Men Who Shed

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    My parent’s friends had a Saint Bernard that drooled like a leaky water fountain. He lumbered while walking and used up half the living room floor while flopping. Luckily they had linoleum on the floor and not carpet. You’re right about people and their pets looking alike. The Mrs. was a petite woman, but the Mr. was the doppleganger. However, he didn’t drool and he wasn’t rude.

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  2. It’s highly unusual for a stranger to react gruffly to your kind overtures. Oblivious man to resist your magic!

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  3. It sounds like a pair to avoid in the future. I loved the show Topper. When daughter was little she had to have the Beethoven video. (Big ole St Bernard) Cute story. Still have the tape but no VCR to play it. Happy New Year, Susannah.

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  4. Sorryless says:

    He may have had the resemblance of his four legged partner, but his ornery self seems more fitted to a bullfrog.

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  5. You are very observant. As for our household, one dog is handsome and the other dog is cute…thus we are the exception to the rule of looking like your dog. Oh well. At least the dogs are good looking.

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  6. I would suggest that you did not find a Dom replacement as Dom was always humble and nice and funny. It would seem neither of these were, particularly that, although that’s not really fair to Skipper.

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  7. Dale says:

    Well he was a grumpy sort, wasn’t he? And it is uncanny how dogs and their owners often look alike. – though I could never attain Zeke’s regal air 😉
    And boy do they ever slobber, those St. Bernards, don’t they?

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