When people find out you’re having a baby, you hear a lot of “Congratulations!” and “Mazel tov!” I heard a lot of: “How is Marvin ever going to cope?”
It was a reasonable question. Marvin is our dog—adorable, affectionate, anxious, liberally medicated. We rescued him during the pandemic, and he has earned more than his fair share of press—including in Dogue and the New York Post , the two true papers of record—for the heart-warming tale of his Upper West Side confab with the sons we at the time didn’t know he had. His children turned out to have also made the trek from a shelter in Texas to New York, and were placed with new owners who lived within 20 blocks of us. CBS News filmed their reunion.
Unaware of his fame, Marvin soon settled into a nice uptown life, barking at teenagers on