Continuing on a theme, I once again present to you some pigeons. But there’s something unusual about these pigeons:
With so many of us jostling for limited space, New Yorkers can be a fractious bunch. In the interest of promoting a more cooperative approach to city living, the Lady suggested I set aside my vicious impulses and try to learn something about one of my frequent combatants: the New York City pigeon.
Lester, seen above, belongs to a
pack flock of pigeons who frequent downtown Manhattan. I interviewed him at his favorite haunt in Union Square. His manners are a little rough around the edges, but not without a certain streetwise panache. Lester had some understandable trepidation at the start of our conversation, but by the end, we reached a point of mutual respect, if not actual friendship.
Out for a walk in the East Village today, the Lady and I passed by this church:
But wait…there’s something a little strange here… Continue reading
Una gente con perro era ya un poco perro, y por lo tanto digna de atención.
A person with a dog was part dog and therefore worthy of attention.
–Elena Poniatowksa, “Chocolate”
translated by George Henson
Regular readers may remember my post about my new next-door neighbor, Angus, a Border Terrier puppy. He moved in about six weeks ago, and after some trepidation, I decided to accept my role as Angus’s teacher. I had visions of instructing my young charge in the customs of dogs and the ways of the city. In my mind’s eye, our exchanges would go something like this: Continue reading