Our Wilbur has a certain gait when we take him into Manhattan to see his dermatologist. (Okay, call me a yuppie freak! I don't care! This doctor is really helping him!) Look at that tail. Chin up, sniffing the city air, looking at the tall buildings. A little freaked out and excited.
Plus, the garbage cans smell extra delicious. And you occasionally see things like this:
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Oh my! A dog in shoes and a cat on a leash. Did Wilbur laugh at them?
Unfortunately Willie was in the car with his dad and missed this unusual sight. I was walking to work through the park and ran across these guys. It seems every time I go into Madison Square, I see some dog in shoes. Last time, Willie barked at the shoes, or at the dog, I couldn't tell.
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