Attention Newport: a puppy has decided to reopen Brass Tacks. He has no liquor license, no business experience, and somehow there’s a DeLorean in the parking lot.
Meet Brass Tacks, a ridiculously adorable pup named after the long gone Newport establishment. He is apparently bringing back the 1980s and cannot be stopped. He’s requested a fog machine, a live band, and a fully stocked bar. We reminded him twice that he’s three months old.
“Then make it a Shirley Temple.”
He’s also demanding a meeting with Newport’s Liquor Licensing Board.
His qualifications? Three shelter volunteers and a woman who serves his dinner in a metal bowl.
And apparently, where he’s going, he doesn’t need roads.
Unfortunately, he does need potty training.
Brass Tacks came from Texas, where his parents lived chained outdoors. Now this sweet boy deserves a completely different future filled with love, warm beds, toys, and a family of his own.