The Dogs Of NYC

Right next to our favorite coffee place, Koffee Korner on 8th Ave and 17th Street, is a pet shop. It's really a puppy shop because that's all they have, puppies. You can choose any of them and play with it in a play pen, to 'bond' and see if that's your puppy.  It's impossible to not fall in love with them.


We nearly got a beagle two months ago but my oldest two kids were opposed to beagles.  All three however unanimously want a corgi which I think is cute but rather odd looking when grown.









I would've taken you home...










My favorite, a Chi-Schnauzer.


This Maltese was being prepared for her new owner.

The puppies were priced at USD1300 to 1700, less than half the price of the pedigrees we get here (no conversion of currency).

The Europeans love dogs too but I've not seen as many dogs as I have in NYC. In Europe, there's dog poo everywhere but not in the States because people have the civic sense to clean up their dogs' mess. After 9 days in NYC, I miss walking. There's not much walking here because of the heat and the unfriendly pavements. It occurred to me as I write this post that the dogs here are also deprived of walks.








When we first saw one of these, we had no idea what kind of dog it was. Then we saw more and more of these giant poodles and the owner of this dog told us that it's a "labradoodle", cross between an labrador and a poodle. Labradoodles are SO cute! They have that sad, blur, tame face and they look like they feel awkward about their unusual size.









(photo taken from igougo.com)


(photo taken from imaginepeace.com)

We missed the Strawberry Fields stop (the John Lennon memorial) and got off at the next and cut across Central Park one early morning. There were a couple of joggers and many dogs, walked by Hispanic maids.






I'd like to work as a dog walker in NYC.


The Guggenheim Museum is next to Central Park. We went in but didn't do the tour because it was our last day in NY and we needed to shop.




(for D, to prove that I did go into the Guggenheim)


These cuties were walked by their maid on the upper west side but the maid didn't do a good job. She let the dogs pee on the streets. That was really bad.


Look at his expression!