The other day I walked my dog thru Bevery Hills and this happened...
A woman parked her car and opened the passenger door to let her dog out.
It was not on a leash and it immediately tore off down the block.
I turned to the woman who had the face of a plastic surgery junkie to go off.
I was taken aback and rendered a bit speechless by her disfigured puss.
Before I could say anything she cracked her face a smile and said,
"He knows where he's going."
Sure enough when I looked back the dog had popped into a shop.
Turns out it was some new fangled youth-defying place of business.
Like I said... Beverly Hills.