But as usual, she got things a little mixed up. First off - I did say she was "a piece of work" but I quickly corrected myself to say "a work of art."
And here's the proof:
Look at that little Katie-Holmesian half-smile of hers as she takes those other poor doggies to the cleaners. It's classic Lacie portraiture.
Now, for the real reason we got thrown out of the MOMA. It had nothing to do with my tennis balls. They know me as a famous tennis ball media artist. Here is one of my latest works. I call it "Mommy running into a glass door."
So no, the tennis balls were not the problem. I pawtographed a few for some fans - could I help it if they dropped them and I had to go retrieve them with a spectacular bounce off a Lichtenstein?
(Come to think of it, maybe Lacie has inspired more than one work of art!)
Anyhow, I turned my back for a second and Lacie was gone. I heard lots of commotion and people pointing up at the iconic Arthur Young Bell-47D1 Helicopter that is suspended from the ceiling of the MOMA.
Later, after the guards kicked us out, Lacie told me she was just curious if she could "fire that whirlybird up!"
I can only imagine what might have happened if we'd gone to the Museum of Natural History instead....