Porter's Page

In Palm Springs, Porter sluts around with my hostess' yellow lab.

Porter spent Thanksgiving with a Great Dane whose name I've forgotten.  Here, you see the Dane using her Laser-Vision to intimidate my little guy.

Porter looking apprehensive by the pool on Thanksgiving.  I'm not sure why he's so worried.  Could it be the laser-toting Great Dane in the next photo?

After being brutally attacked by another dog in Manhattan, Porter's confidence was severely shaken. But when a sympathetic listener sent him this butch Harley Davidson jacket, Porter got his swagger back.  Now he's an intimidating presence.  I may even get him a tattoo!

The remarkably talented Porter mimics the boot scrape sent to me by pet columnist Julia Szabo.   You can also see my Stern Quaker Garden Gnome casting a disappointed eye over my half-finished back yard.  Porter doesn't dare mock her.

I returned home to a shocking sight the other day...Porter and Brigitte were lounging in bed together!  I grabbed my camera but they dashed apart in a panic.

Porter and his best pal, Brigitte.  I bought him this bed the other day but Brigitte has claimed it as her own.  Porter can only try to tug his blanket out from under her.

This gorgeous sketch of Porter now hangs over my office desk. Many thanks to Theresa for the wonderful work!

Hearing a strange sound in the kitchen, I investigated and found Porter rooting through an empty cereal box.  Here, he tries to look innocent despite overwhelming evidence of his guilt.

Brigitte uses a dozing Porter as a pillow.

Porter checks out the pre-football brunch in Malibu.