Dogs Really Do Look Like Their Owners!

Some say that people look like their dogs. Some have proven it.


Today was beautiful — Boston awoke to mild (almost warm) weather, bright sun, blue skies. Everyone took advantage. Driving to the train station, Alex and I passed a number of urbanites walking their pets, giving them an opportunity to soak in the big bad city.

This is when I started to realize how accurate the myth might be.

First, on one of the side streets connecting Somerville to Cambridge, we passed a large, hairy barrel of a dog — a super fat and fuzzy cardigan welsh corgi. Walking this dog was a large, fat, and hairy woman.

On Mass Ave, a long slender woman with golden-red hair and glasses darted across the street in front of our stopped car. Her pointy nose directed her path. She walked a mutt of some sort — but a lean, prancing, yipping, auburn colored dog with a hair cut to match its owner’s.

Closer to the T in Harvard Square, we passed a younger man who clearly spent too much time at the gym... and drinking beers. Broad shoulders and a big belly hid beneath his Boston Red Socks jacket, and his calf muscles — one branded with a Boston B tattoo — rippled in the sunlight between his long shorts (in the winter?) and sneakers. His face was round with a goatee that’s markings bore an uncanny resemblance to his dog… a Boston Terrier.

And as I sat on the Red Line heading to work, I realized that if it’s true — if owners really do look like their dogs — then I’m doing quite alright. I have a French bombshell with big brown eyes that make all sorts of dog owners stop to ask if she’ll be the bitch to their stud.


As the French said, elle est tres belle.


Of course that assumes Tequila is my match, not Cloey “no-neck” Ann — the round & fat (but adorable!) brown-eyed corgi I got nearly 10 years ago...