Don't get me wrong, Honey is a great dog. She is accomplished too. Last week she took awards at a competition on Long Island. However, she has a hunting instinct in her that is stronger than our cat's instinct to bite Cheryl and I.

Our park time can best be summed up by a list of things Honey hunted: squirrels, pigeons, rats, bugs, and geese. We really didn't do much else, except for when she took a short break to eat potato chips out of a woman's bag. Honey had no time to stop and say hello to other dogs or enter the dog run.

You can see in the photo above that when I did get Honey to sit still for a picture, she looked at me as if I was punishing her.

However, once we ventured down Broadway (I had to make a return to Movie Place on 105th), it became a different story.

Honey still found things to hunt (newspaper boxes, trash cans, the sidewalk), but stopping at red lights gave her enough time to sniff other dogs and to dispel the myth that bringing a cat to a park is the best way to meet people (LINK).

Bringing a cat to a park does attract people, but included in the definition of people are psychopaths, hobos and miscreants, to name a few (and this happens no matter where we take the cat). With Honey, the number of questionable people who approached me dropped to one.

Something else that changed too was that every woman (all three) who stopped to pet the dog told me that "it would be great around kids." (Okay, every woman except my coworker Seny, who I ran into, but she doesn't count.)

So, in response, I came up with this reply: My girlfriend and I just bought a place, and we would like to get a dog for our cat, so I am borrowing our friends Scott and Liz's dog as a trial.

How many levels of commitment can you find in my reply?

In summation, Honey has the energy Cheryl and I are looking for in a dog, but given the Brittany Spaniel's hunting instincts, I fear the cat would be toast.