It's been a while since my last post, a result of North Korea's restrictions on Internet access. I realize that my absence has left a considerable void in the lives of many Pug Life followers, and for this I apologize. But with Kim Jong Il holding a banquet and flower-naming ceremony in my honor, it would have been impolite not to attend. Upon my return from Pyongyang, I was saddened to learn that New Orleans was largely at the bottom of Lake Pontchartrain. I visited the Big Easy just last October. I toured the city in a carriage pulled by a mule named Charlie. I ate beignets (on more than one occasion) at Cafe du Mond. I cruised the bayou with a Cajun boat captain, my hackles rising at the sight of several alligators. I invested mosque funds at Harrah's casino. I avoided countless shoe-shine scams. I wandered Bourbon Street, marveling at the nightly debauchery. And just a couple of weeks ago, I was pricing plane tickets to New Orleans, thinking to myself how nice it would be to return for a weekend trip. My prayers are with the victims of Hurricane Katrina, and with a truly unique city. Here's hoping that it will rise again.
The Humane Society of the United States is working to rescue animals stranded by the hurricane. Many of the saddest stories coming from New Orleans are of evacuees being forced to leave their pets behind. To donate to the Humane Society, click here.