Sadie in the City 🐾

Brought to you by her mom, Perri, this is Sadie — a 3‑year‑old Cavachons by Design pup who spends most of her time in New York City, with the occasional trip to Long Island or Florida.

She is, without question, one of the most loving pups on the planet — and also one of the most loved. I wake up every day with her on my pillow, showering me with kisses and snuggles. When she decides our morning routine has gone on long enough, she looks at me as if to say, “Time for breakfast.”

Breakfast usually consists of The Farmer’s Dog with a handful of blueberries, occasionally chicken with rice, or farm‑fresh eggs. I also throw in carrots or cucumbers because she loves the crunch — and they make her breath smell great.

Sadie loves running around our apartment hallway with her best friend, Iris, a 5‑year‑old toy poodle who lives just next door. We throw small tennis balls down the hall, and all of our neighbors love to watch them play. We even have a whole “ball in the hall” game — a very strategic, carefully thought‑out sport that can only truly be understood if witnessed in person.

She also loves going to the park to chase squirrels — but not without stopping at all of her favorite treat spots first. Our daily rounds often include the dog spa, PetSmart, another nearby apartment complex, and occasionally the Edition Hotel. Everyone who works at these places knows to stop what they’re doing to give her a treat. She is simply impossible to say no to. Sadie is very well known — and highly regarded — in her Chelsea neighborhood.

She loves every form of transportation: cars, trains, and planes. As a puppy, I traveled with her constantly in her carrier, and even though she no longer needs it now that she’s a registered service dog, she still absolutely loves it. I take it out the night before we travel and she gets so excited — and honestly, I don’t blame her. She knows it means she’s headed to the beach, to grandma and grandpa’s, or somewhere special.

One of her favorite places is grandma and grandpa’s house, especially their ball pit. She gets a running start, jumps right in, and flails around, sending balls flying all over the room. She really knows how to have a good time.

Speaking of good times — her favorite movie is 102 Dalmatians. She will actually sit and watch it, especially the dinner party scene where all the dogs are having a feast.

Sadie is no stranger to the camera either. I have hundreds of thousands of photos and videos of her, and she’s even had professional photo shoots a few times. One of her photos is hanging on the wall behind the desk in our leasing office. She is incredibly friendly with everyone she meets and often makes a point to say hello to every single person in the room. I have the funniest videos of people crowding around just to greet her.

If she decides you are her favorite, you’ll know — you’ve been chosen. She rolls over and offers her belly. It’s a high honor, and the public does not take it lightly.

I also love bringing her to restaurants. She joins me for brunch with friends, quiet work sessions at coffee shops, and even dinners just the two of us. She is the most well‑behaved girl — that is, until she sees the waiter approaching with the bread basket.

We constantly hear people say, “I could never bring my dog here — she’s so good.” And I always agree, knowing how unbelievably special she is.

To maintain her stunning looks, she visits a high‑end groomer on New York City’s Upper East Side. It isn’t cheap to maintain that gorgeous coat, but it’s well worth it. We try to go every five weeks to avoid matting. We usually stop by Central Park first so she can get nice and dirty before getting nice and clean.

Between groomings, I wash her paws at the end of each day. She sleeps in my bed, so it’s important that we both stay clean and don’t bring the day home with us.

Notably, Sadie had quite the elite third birthday party. I rented out a bar in the West Village, made custom goodie bags, decorated everything, and invited about 15 of her closest pup friends — plus their humans, of course. She was, naturally, the star of the show and the center of attention, just as she is everywhere she goes.

Sometimes I also open my home to foster dogs. More often than not, they’ve had a rough start. And every time, when they see Sadie, I notice a visible shift. It’s almost like she’s saying, “It’s okay. You’re safe now. My mom and I will take care of you.”

She makes them feel welcome and happy until they reach their forever homes. I even have videos of her gently petting them, as if to comfort them. It’s too sweet for words.

Everything about her is perfect — her friendly, sweet, loving, goofy, outgoing, curious personality, and her beautiful face: her stunning eyelashes, tiny teefs, sculpted nose, and fluffy ears. Her multi‑colored brown and pink paws, especially after grooming, are elite.

She loves to lie in the classic “sploot” position, earning her nicknames Chunky Sploot and Chunky Sploot Monkey — though honestly, she has about a hundred nicknames. She is incredibly smart. I often joke that she understands perfect English. She knows how to give kisses, paw, high five, and if I hold my hands like this ( ), she’ll run over and place her face right in them.

She also knows all the important words: breakfast, dinner, bath, car, carrier, plane, grandma and grandpa, Iris, walk, friend, treat, ball, toy, sleepie… the list goes on.

There is so much more I could say. I could talk about her forever.

She is my shadow. Wherever I am is exactly where she wants to be — and vice versa. She is the definition of a Velcro dog. Any chance she gets to curl up in my lap, she takes it.

She’s just… delicious.

She is, without a doubt, the biggest blessing in my life. My soul girl. My baby. I strive to make her feel comfortable, loved, safe, and happy every single day. I’ll admit she is severely over‑kissed (and slightly over‑fed).

I am in awe of her perfection — truly.

She is the love of my life.