I spent last weekend in Manhattan. On sunday we had the first snow of the year. Rachel and I walked to Madison Park. You can see the Empire State Building and the New York Life building. I also caught this delightful older couple walking down the path.
This was also the first off leash dog park I saw. I also saw someone getting hassled by the parks police because he was letting his Husky run around a bigger part of the park.
Two questions came immediately to mind.
Who owns a husky in NYC?
Why not just use the normal off leash park 100 feet away?
The Husky’s owner told the park police lady that it was “his dog’s birthday, and I was letting him run around as a present.” I will have to remember that one.
Empire State Building:
I caught the snow falling:
It was cold so we went to a nice cafe. It was tiny and packed with old looking trunks and cases. Rachel and I had a wonderful Cappuccino. There were two Nigerian men running the cafe. One man was mopping and brushing the snow away from the front porch. Rachel noticed that his fly was open. He kept walking up and down the store and I kept hoping that he would pull his fly up. Finally I remember that most people would rather find out things like this, so i tapped him on the shoulder and whispered, “Sir, your fly is open.” He replys back in a giant Nigerian accent. “Sorry, sir could you repeat that?” I am REALLY embarrassed at this point. I can feel my face going flush. I tell him again, and he laughs and laughs with a hearty deep laugh.
