Yappy Hour

Going through The Boss's emails this morning and besides the usual stuff (invitation to a private luncheon with Al Gore, request for him to be a commencement speaker at a business college), there was the most ridiculous invitation I believe I have ever seen, to an event that is just so ridiculous, yet so predictable--in a bourgeois sense.

It is being hosted by the Ritz-Carlton and it is called Yappy Hour.
You may be thinking to yourself, gee--that sounds like happy hour for dogs! How improbable and stupid! I wonder what it could really be...

Well friends, it is just that. A COCKTAIL PARTY FOR MUTTS.

No, not any mutts, and certainly not the homeless strays that could use a good drink and  hors d'oeuvre, but the chic, groomed, well-heeled (or well-pawed, in this case) pets of the upper class.
It doesn't get any more inane...

These nutters have actually infused mineral water with meats. For dogs. To drink. On the side lawn.
Here are a few choice phrases from the invitation:

...pooches, hounds and pups of all sizes romping and playing...

...Canines enjoy complimentary hand-made dog biscuits and lapping up refreshing libations, thanks to bacon, chicken, cheese, beef and liver flavored water...

...It’s the Ulti-Mutt dog party...