Along for the ride.

Now I understand that the MTA is up to its neck nose eyes in financial trouble, but I didn't think it had gone to the dogs.

Bah bum *cymbal*

This is neither the first nor the last mutt to be seen on the subways, but typically the mode of transportation is a bit, I don't know, discreet? From Prada purses to Jansport backpacks to Trader Joe's paper bags, dogs can fit and (and be hidden) very easily. But this? Well this was a new use for an IKEA bag.


Welcome to Brooklyn, people.

I must compliment the dog on his superior calmness on the L. I still occasionally get caught off-guard as the train rattles under the East River like nickels in a coffee can. This guy sat contently until his stop at Lorimer.