We’ve gone to the dogs. I remember Renée Zellweger brought dog Dylan to work. Janeane Garofalo had Poms Dewey and Lick Lick. Ivana, poodle Choppy. Ralph Lauren, Yorkie Bikini. Mira Sorvino’s mutt answered to Deer. Labs for Mandy Patinkin. Maltese Missy and Jasper for Michael Jordan. Mary Tyler Moore, a kennelful. James Earl Jones’ terrier was Patches.
Sunday’s seventh annual Blessing of the Animals was jammed even outside 60th and Park’s Christ Church. 2014 Comm. Ray Kelly gave NYPD horses to bless. 2015 Comm. Bill Bratton introduced NYPD dogs to bless. I saw Minister Bauman hug a St. Bernard then pat a lying flat Chihuahua smaller than his shoe. Sheila (HBO) Nevins’ hound Bogie, blessed by Rabbi Rubinstein, “will now no longer eat pork.”
Thanks to: The Catsimatidises, Kalikows, Wilpons, Cornell, Baker Institute for Animal Health and the Humane Society. Roosevelt High School choir and Candice Miller for Farm to You Revue’s pig Petunia, llama, goat, etc. NY Post publisher Jesse Angelo, assistants Sarah Kleinhandler, Emily Ershowsky and volunteers. For p.r., Robert Zimmerman and Donna Jeannine. Church administrator Roseann DeGennaro for everything and our uniformed police for everything else.
Takes an army to bless a dog.
Please do your best to pay attention to this
Michael Moore — and may his tribe decrease: “Better to make movies in New York than LA because the cops are better and have a sense of humor” . . .
Attention: I am telling you the Fed’s raising interest rates. The economy’s going to crater. I am telling you . . .
Kelsey Grammer’s former wife Camille’s done good. Unloaded their California house for $13 mil . . .
Laverne Cox: “Lots of offers these days and I must say no. I’m looking to produce now. I’m trying to get a couple of scripts made. I don’t intend to stay behind the camera, though. These are vehicles for me to act in. That’s my life’s blood — acting.”
‘Years’ pulls heartstrings
Charlotte Rampling on “45 Years,” her new film about a longtime love gone lost: “I’ve learned you cannot live with doubt. Once you doubt something, you begin to doubt everything.
“My family hasn’t seen this movie yet. It’s so much about what can happen that my eldest son felt somehow affected. It deals with one’s love plus information that can unexpectedly come into your life.
“Touching was a last party scene. Tom Courtenay, playing my husband, makes a speech. They dance. Then something happens. I, playing his wife Kate, pull my hand away. And then things happen.
“As for me, I love the fact that I have known love. And long may love last — but — if it doesn’t last, then . . . it doesn’t last.”
Stop the bullying
I Don’t know Dean Skelos nor his lummox of a son. The jury condemned Skelos, OK. Fine. Only, why pick on him? That’s Up There’s system. He’s no more guilty than a cellblock of Albany. That’s the game played. He should be different? Being honest he could be ostracized. A-Rod the only athlete into drugs? Dolly Parton the only beauty appreciating Botox? Madoff the only fink diddling clients? DC the only place you can trust for truth?
Skelos is a skunk. His son’s a lunk. But don’t turn the dial.
Park Avenue’s Maurice Badler jewelry shop puts out a cauldron of Christmas candies. An Arab princess or queenness or whatever she is lays down several oil wells for a few pieces. The shop begins to gift-wrap. Forget it, says the highness. She only wants a $3 handful of the red-and-white striped candies.
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.