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Below is a press release sent out during the Cannes Film Festival for the Palm Dog and also a news story which ran in the NEW YORK POST.

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Yours, Mutt

Date: Thu, 22 May 2003 13:28:21 +0200

PALM DOG 2003

Now in its third year, the Palm Dog award for best canine performance in a Cannes film bursts through new boundaries. Winner this year is Moses from Dogville, just a chalk outline on the film's theatrical set who tops the film, by heralding Nicole Kidman's arrival with loud barking, and tails the opus in great style.

Miss Kidman, who plays beautiful fugitive Grace, spoke of Moses at the film's press conference to illustrate her faith in Lars von Trier. "I said, I will believe in your belief. There's a chalk sketch of a dog on the floor and I said 'O.K.' and I pretended to pat the dog. Once you make the leap of faith you are emotionally committed".

Despite the fact that Moses is an invisible voice-off, the jury considered the contribution vital to the film's impact. Now, of course, the four-legged inhabitant of his namesake hometown, Dogville, makes up for lack of screen time by winning top canine laurels.

Dogville producer Vibeke Windelov received the prestigious Palm Dog collar on behalf of Moses from Jacqueline Duthilleul of Pyramide Distribution (French distributors of last year's winning film The Man Without a Past by Aki Kaurismaki).

Highly Commended is Jack Russell Sonny (aka George), million dollar baggage sniffer spotted in Irish film Mystics screening in the market.

This year James Christopher of The Times joined original jury members Derek Malcolm of The Guardian, Neil Norman of the Evening Standard, Dana Thomas of Newsweek and Charles Gant of Heat Magazine under the presidency of Mutt.

NOW, NO DOUBT BREATHLESS, GET A LOADATHIS.....

The New York Post

May 23, 2003, Friday

SECTION: All Editions; Pg. 052

LENGTH: 97 words

HEADLINE: DOG STAR

BYLINE: Post wire services

BODY:
CANNES has gone to the dogs.

The film festival's coveted canine award, the Palm Dog, was awarded to Moses
the mutt for his cameo in the Nicole Kidman movie "Dogville."

Although Moses spends almost the entire film represented as a chalk outline
on the theatrical set of quirky Danish director Lars von Trier's film, the judges thought he deserved a prize for barking so powerfully as an invisible voice-off.

Proudly sporting the award - a black and gold-studded dog collar - "Dogville" producer Vibeke Windelov said, "Lars has been told and he is overjoyed at the news."

My bum op/Feb 18th 2003

What an indignity! A fortnight back my VP, thats vet practioner, tells me I have to have not only a bum operation, but will be required to wear a Jane Austen-style ruff to stop me getting to the itch on the stiches. Romantic? No way, life as the Marais's doggie Mr Darcy, or should that be Arsey, was tough.

You might think I scale new heights of cuteness with this device around the neck, but it wasn't all sweetness.

The main problem, with what the French term a lampshade, is the horrendous juddering scraping made if I follow the natural inclination to sniff the pavement. And you can forget anywhere more interesting for the moment, I can tell you! Imagine that thing moving towards your rear end. Not only that it scuffs up the dust and or snow and makes the most awful racket.

Thankfully it also elicits much sympathy, the impulse to ply me with treats redoubled, but none the less I can't wait to get back to my normal headgear free self. That is despite the fact that my dear friend Rosie has customised the lampshade with these loverly stars. Aaaah.

Off to the vets now and, I expect, the all clear.....

Mutt visit 2 British Embassy In Paris/January 2003

You may not know it but there have been some exciting new fourlegged arrivals in the French capital, Bonnie and Whisky. These comely Lab bitches are the companions of the British Ambassador Sir John Holmes and his family. Imagine my thrill when I received a personal invitation from Lady Holmes to meet the girls at their swank pad on rue Fabourg St Honore. Talk about up town dogs.

I’m not saying that the groovy Marais is too down market for me, far from it, but the sight of the grand doors of the former home of Napoleon’s sister Pauline and thereafter the Duke of Wellington would turn any dogs head. And that was before I saw the gals.

Now as you will have gathered I’m what is know as a hotblooded fella so the sight of these two smashers was a real leash strainer. I mean I’m only human, well canine actually.

Despite my natural urges it all went off rather well and their sophisticated company was thoroughly enjoyable. Not least posing for some souvenir snaps in the palatial embassy, very much run of the house.

Bonnie told me that they were off to London via the Shuttle to give their pet passports a first try. Myself, I have yet to traverse La Manche, but look forward to a crossing sometime soon in 2003.

Whisky, the senior of the pair, told me she had been in England before joining the Holmes’ for a posting in Lisbon. It turns out that demure Bonnie is actually of Portuguese extraction, well I never a Latin lab. Maybe us two will tango one day!

Paris Pret a Porter 2001

Haute Couture 2001

Patsy Kensit

Charlie's Angels

Body Parts!....