Each month, we spend untold hours plotting the text and tone of our articles. We regard the opportunity to serve this magazine a privilege and take seriously the charge of making fools of ourselves. For all of you who may be wondering, yes, we have day jobs. And we realize that we should cling dearly to them. We won't, however, diminish the quality of our art in spite of those petty diurnal obligations.
This month, we bring you the beauty of the beast. The haughty hound. The mighty mutt. The drywall dog.