A few things to check out – we needed to get to Midtown Manhattan.
First stop – Bloomingdale’s.
We walked along their signature black and white checker board flooring …
To the 8th floor to check out the PetShop.
There wasn’t a whole lot there –
Across the street from Bloomingdale’s is SPRINKLES Cup cakes on Lexington Avenue. Of course!!! But you know we are not allowed into any of the food or restaurants over here.
Mum put me on the window ledge so she could see me from within. She first made sure that there wasn’t a queue and she knew exactly what she needed to get.
Passers by stopped to say hello – Mum was watching every single person who stopped.
Mum: Really don’t like these situations – stressful for both if us. This lasted for about 3 minutes because I checked out that there was no queue and ran in to order three pup cakes and three red velvets. Makes me appreciate
This is the loot that Mum got – 3 Pup cakes and 3 mini Red Velvet cupcakes
With cupcakes in tow, we went in search of other Pet Shops in Midtown department stores. Along the way Mum got hungry –
We stopped in at Barney’s and we were sent to the 9th floor but found out that they once had a pet section but no more! Oh no!
Well then, Mum said – let’s go check out the shoe floor!
Walking over to Central Park we saw the horse and carriages lined up – such an iconic scene.
But I smell something afoul …
We headed into Central Park …
There looming in the near distance is The Plaza Hotel – another iconic landmark.
So many pretty sights …
And then we stopped and reflected on life by this pond. Once upon a time Mum spent all her waking hours on the 19th floor of that building on the right (or she was on a flight) – she never had the time to sit around and ponder.
Nor did she had a little buddy to enjoy these moments. Ten years later, here we are – together. And I am helping her to see the world a little differently.
We had one more stop before going home.
Pet concession at Bergdorf Goodman.
We met some fine looking models … and I had to pose with them.
Why are they smiling? I thought models are suppose to pout – that’s what I do.
When we left Bergdorf and making our way back to Uptown, we came across these demonstrators and learnt the story of Mattie –
We moved on, a bit heavy-hearted, thinking about Mattie and wonder how she must be feeling – to be taken away from her home and back to working when she’s supposed to be retired.
I told you that Mum just wanted a hot dog or was it because the hot dog was really not filling. She decided to ask if we could eat outside of Nello on Madison Avenue – a restaurant she had been before in her previous life – sans dog. Seeing that it has outside seating and no one seated – she asked. They reluctantly gave us a seat with very strict instructions.
“Dog must be UNDER the table, not on the lap, not on the chair and no feeding for the table.“
OK already! My goodness. Sure know how to make us feel unwanted. The maitre’d explained that really there should be a barrier and I was suppose to sit on the other side of the barrier. I had done this a few times when I visited New York. So I stayed under the table and I didn’t get anything from Mum.
There are always positives and negatives about each place we visit. We seem to be allowed into almost every store – good for shopping but when Mum gets hungry – guess she’ll have to have a hotdog.
May’s comment: Was looking for Wild One dog accessories and was told they have a concession at Bloomingdale’s. Thought I’d check out if there are pet concessions in the other department stores. The good thing – I walked into each of them with no raised eyebrows about dogs in store.
Love being able to enter all stores with Darcy. But on the other hand, it is hard to find places to eat with dogs. In America it is law. Back in the UK, it is up to the owner’s discretion. And we have many options.
But at the end of the meal at Nello, I found a piece of hair on the plate! A short piece of hair which meant it was not mine. I told them about it – to make a point that while they are so concerned about health and safety – there was hair in my food. They said – no compensation – not that I was looking for any. The main guys never came back to address the issue and sent the waiter to tell me – sorry but no compensation. Because they really didn’t care to have us back. If it was anyone sitting inside, they would have jumped hoops.