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Uptown Dog is back in action!

Hi everyone, I’m so happy to be back on the blog! I’m sorry for leaving you all hanging for a few weeks. My mom was very busy studying for a test called the “bar exam.” It’s some kind of torturous ritual they make all lawyers go through to make sure they were paying attention in school. Mom monopolized the computer while she was studying, leaving me no time to work on my blog posts. I really need to get my own equipment.

As you can see, I tried convincing her to take a break. She would have none of it.

Even my adorable antics didn’t work to distract her.

I tried to stay up late so I could use the computer when she was done for the night. It was a good idea in theory, but in practice….sleep consistently got the better of me. Dogs were not meant to be nocturnal.

Anyhow, I’m back and ready for my first spring in New York City. Life just keeps getting better. Thanks for sticking with me!

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Dream Kitchen

The kitchen has always been one of my favorite rooms, because that’s where tasty morsels rain from the sky. Our New York kitchen can be a treacherous place, though. One person can fit inside just fine. One person plus a dog is pushing it. Two people? Definitely not. So when I’m waiting patiently for my tasty morsels, Mom is constantly tripping over me. Ouch!

Here I am waiting for a chicken sausage pizza to come out of the oven. As you can see, our kitchen is on the small side. Or as a real estate agent would say, it is “cozy” and “intimate.”

For our next place, I’m envisioning a kitchen kinda like this. I can just kick back, relax and let the tasty morsels come to me. I think Mom would like it too, because she wouldn’t trip over me all the time!

(Image via Dogasaur)

Down by the River

When we moved to New York in November, the pedestrian bridge down the street was under construction. We passed it every day on the way to the park, and I couldn’t wait to see where the bridge would lead. Last week, finally, the bridge opened! I practically dragged Mom down the block to check it out.

The bridge takes us over FDR Drive, a very busy highway where cars can travel north and south along the East River. It’s a strange feeling to feel and hear the cars moving beneath my paws at 40 miles per hour. At first it scared me a little, but now I think it’s exciting.

On the other side, there’s a lookout where you can get a bird’s eye view of the river before descending to street level again. It’s a great spot to watch boats going by.

Walking along the river, we can see Roosevelt Island to the east and the Queensboro bridge to the south. So far we’ve walked about 10 blocks south before turning around and heading home. Mom says that when it’s warmer outside, one day we can see how far the path goes!

Christmas Trees, Again

We went for a walk in the park, and you will not believe what I found there: All of the Christmas trees from our neighborhood! I missed seeing the trees decorating the street, and I certainly never expected to see them again. This was a very welcome surprise.

I didn’t recognize the trees at first because they look a little different. I was sniffing the ground like crazy, trying to figure out where this familiar smell came from. Mom explained that Santa must have picked up the trees from the street and turned them into “potpourri” to make the park smell good. It’s true – the park smells like one giant Christmas tree. Mom and I both loved it!

After spending some quality time reveling in the scent of my beloved Christmas trees, we went for a romp in the dog park.

I also got to say hello to some seagulls. Even though we aren’t near the beach, we have seagulls near our apartment because the East River has salt water from the Atlantic Ocean. I never expected to find wildlife in New York!

As you can see, the snow we got last weekend is long gone. On this particular day, it was 45 degrees, and it almost felt like spring. Even though I love the snow, I am excited to see what the park looks like in full bloom.

Snow!

On Saturday, I finally saw some snow for the first time this winter! We only got about three inches, and it’s already melted by now, but it made for a couple of great visits to the park.

I love barreling through the snow so it sprays out everywhere. I feel like a jet flying through the clouds.

We met a lab named Paprika who let me play fetch with her. (My parents forgot the tennis ball – way to go guys!)

The soft snow felt so good under my paws instead of concrete. And the city looks so much prettier with a dusting of powder, don’t you think?

I hope it snows one more time before spring arrives. Today it’s sunny and temps are in the 50s – it barely feels like winter anymore!

Who’s Walking Who?

In New York, it seems like people are always in a hurry. Everyone walks at a brisk pace and cars are constantly honking at each other. New Yorkers especially hate waiting to cross the street. They’ll take a few steps into the street while they wait for the traffic signal to change, so that as soon as it turns green, they can rush across and make up for lost time.

Even though I’m just a little guy, I have no trouble keeping up with these crazy New Yorkers. In fact, I kind of enjoy this fast-paced lifestyle. I’ve always been the type of dog who can’t wait to see what’s around the corner. There are so many interesting smells out there in the world, and not nearly enough time to take them all in!

Mom and Dad, on the other hand, have always been slowpokes. That’s why I have taken it upon myself to hold onto the leash when we’re out for a walk to make sure they are still back there. When they need to speed up, I let them know by giving the leash a little tug, or waving the leash with my snout.

This is me waiting patiently for our walk to commence:

This is me after waiting for Mom to put on her hat….gloves….scarf….wait, you’re asking me where your cell phone is? Like I have a clue? Let’s get going already!

People on the street seem to think this is pretty funny. It’s not unusual to hear someone shout, “Who’s walking who?!” when we are out and about. They are just trying to humor my Mom – at this point, it’s obvious that I’m the one in charge of these walks.

Paws to the Pavement: A Run in Central Park

Welcome to Uptown Dog’s latest project – the “Paws to the Pavement” photography feature! I love browsing Flickr and Instagram to see how other city dogs are making the most of life in an urban environment. So I decided, why not share these great pictures on my blog? 

I want to start out “Paws to the Pavement” with a dog who lives right here in New York City. Check out these shots of Maverick, a pit bull, exploring Central Park. Maybe I’ll see you there sometime, Maverick…if I can catch up with you!

(Source – Shahab Ghalambor on Flickr)

The “Forest” of the Epiphany

Today is the Feast of the Epiphany, when the Three Wise Men visited the Baby Jesus. January 6th is also significant because it’s the day that New York’s barren city sidewalks are transformed into a lush, green forest!

Everyone’s taking down their Christmas decorations, and since there are no alleys in New York where you can hide things, their refuse is out on the street for the world to see. This means I get to enjoy all of my neighbors’ Christmas trees! Since you know how much I miss sniffing trees, you can probably how imagine how excited I am.

Now if we could just get a dusting of snow on these lovely pines, this would be the perfect winter day.

Brooklyn Wolf-Dog Gets a Happy Ending for Christmas

In the days leading up to Christmas, while most of us were busy sniffing presents under the tree and stealing unattended cookies, a wolf was found wandering the streets of Brooklyn. I was a bit concerned to learn about this, since wolves are much bigger and stronger than me. What would happen if i ran into one? My cheerful disposition and adorable lopsided ears are no match for a wolf’s survival instincts.

A very brave citizen put a collar on the wolf and brought her to a local shelter. There, authorities determined that she was not actually a wolf – phew! Instead, she is a wolf-dog hybrid who was probably kept illegally as an exotic pet. I couldn’t imagine being homeless and left to fend for myself during the holidays. I went from being terrified, to relieved, to just plain sad.

I asked Mom if we could invite the wolf-dog to Christmas dinner. Even though she agreed that the wolf-dog is a beautiful creature, it probably wasn’t a good idea, she said. After all, they are illegal to keep in New York, so we might only complicate matters. Mom assured me that the people at the animal shelter would make sure she was taken care of. But I was still worried – what if they determined it wasn’t safe to keep her there? Where would she go?

The wolf-dog’s story ends with a regular Christmas miracle. A special shelter in New Jersey that cares for domestic-bred wolves took her in, and they say that “Lady” is making lots of new friends there! They also shared a video of Lady bonding with hew new companions, and it looks like she is very happy. Who knew wolves could be so affectionate? According to the shelter, Howling Woods Farm, today’s wolfdogs are not the direct offspring of wolves. They come from several generations of wolfdog breeding – so they are not “wild” at all. They are mutts just like me!

Tidings of Good Cheer

Christmas has come and gone, but the charm of playing with my new toys hasn’t warn off yet!

The three of us spent Christmas in our apartment in Manhattan: just me, Mom and Dad. Mom made baked mostaccioli for Christmas Eve dinner, and I got to taste some of the meaty pasta sauce. I wish I could have eaten a whole bowl of it!

While Mom and Dad drank wine and watched Love Actually, I fought to keep my eyes open so I could catch a glimpse of Santa this year. But that pasta sauce made my eyelids heavy….

Maybe I’ll finally meet him next year. Santa, for such a big guy, you really are sneaky!

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