(I'm way behind on my reviews and reading, so this one may have to wait a bit longer??)
W.W. Norton & Company
" The walls were kittens and puppies. Like other pet facilities he had seen--even the Humane Society, where he had taken Casey when she was six to pick out a kitten--the kennel trafficked in a brand of cuteness he could not endorse. He had nothing against pets; in theory, the more pets the better, although he personally did not own one. Not in the sense of unchecked proliferation, feral cats mating all over the place, etc., but in the sense that cats were good, dogs were good. No argument there. But he did not see why this high regard for pets, his or anyone else's, should be represented by photographs of puppies with word balloons emerging from their mouths--balloons that contained supposedly witty sayings that, were, in fact, stupid. There was no call for dachshunds dressed up as Blues Brothers."