As many of you already know, our beloved Norfolk Terrier Clyde Fraser lost his life earlier this summer. The love my family (both Fraser and Pink Chicken) have for Clyde is the glue that holds us all together. Clyde was no ordinary dog. He was funny, lovable, protective . . . like my 3rd baby. He had personality - lots of it. He clocked in at the PC offices every week, modeled in our photo shoots, was the perfect co-pilot on long drives out to Amagansett and tolerated all kinds of dressing up with Belle and Sadie. He was a fierce Rangers fan and once proudly donned a taco costume for Halloween. Clyde was an all-around good sport about everything. And we miss him fiercely. So, as you can imagine, the shock of loosing Clyde so suddenly hit me hard. Now I know what the saying, “like a ton of bricks” really feels like. His death left a hole in my heart and I couldn't eat or get out of bed for a week. My husband John and I wanted to do something permanent that memorialized just how much we love our Clyde. We bit the bullet and decided to get tattoos!! It was surprisingly an amazing day. John and I taxied down to a tattoo parlor on the lower east side (of course we did our research on the best place to go). They were fully booked (these guys are true artists and charge up to $350 an hour!!!) They saw the grief in our faces and the tears in our eyes and said to come back in 2 hours and they would fit us in. So after a two-hour lunch of mojitos and margaritas (those helped with the pain) and long talks reminiscing about our baby clyde we went back and got inked. Doing it together was so cathartic and healing. What an amazing bonding experience. Our friend Josh said after we showed him our tats "geez you are making me feel guilty we didn't memorialize our dog better". We designed this piece last year for Clyde because he was as much a part of our Pink Chicken family as anyone else who worked here. We didn’t know at the time how meaningful the t-shirt would become. We will be donating 10% of the proceeds from the "Clyde tee" to the ASPCIA! For a trip down memory lane take a look at one of our old blog posts: Top 10 Reasons we love Clyde Fraser Clyde came into our lives back in 2008. My husband and my daughter Belle begged me for a dog, and any reluctance I had about keeping a pet in our Manhattan apartment flew out the window when I laid eyes on that fluffy Norfolk terrier puppy. It was instantly clear that our family was missing one critical member, and he was it. Back then I had no idea how perfectly he’d fit into our lives. He loves the city. He loves the beach. He’s up for a road trip at a moment’s notice. And now, since he’s been coming with me to the office two days a week, he’s our official Pink Chicken mascot. Here, ten reasons to justify our obsession. 1. He loves snack time. Pretzels? Cheese sticks? Whatever we’ve got to nibble on, he’s always game. I’m not sure if he would even recognize a Milk Bone as food. 2. He protects us from our mannequins. No matter how many hours he spends in the office, he’s never entirely sure whether the mannequins are people or plastic. Every 30 minutes or so, he’ll catch site of one and bark like crazy. It doesn’t speak well about his short (or long) term memory, but we find it adorable. 3. And the UPS delivery man. And the Fed Ex delivery man. And anyone else who dares to cross the threshold of our office…Seriously. No human being, real or fake, will escape his scrutiny and judgment. 4. He is a superb model. Sometimes in a pinch, we’ll try newborn styles on his furry little form. He doesn’t complain. And he’s a bargain. Also he adds a lot of fun to our photoshoots. 5. He looks good in a tux. This is a critical trait, for man or beast. 6. He’s the mayor of Amagansett. During the summer and on the weekends out at the beach, he struts down Main Street in front of the Pink Chicken store like he owns the place. 7. He exemplifies our laid back style. We have such a chill work environment, just like the Boho vibe of the clothes. But Clyde takes “relaxed” to a new level. He literally lies around all day. 8. He’s as fluffy as a teddy bear. But with a better personality. 9. He loves a good vacation. And is always up for a visit to my sister’s farm, a bonfire on the beach, or any adventure. 10. He can’t talk. And therefore, he can’t talk back. Moms, you know what I’m saying here.