An acquaintance of ours was hailing a tax at the corner of Park and Sixtieth one recent afternoon when a large English bulldog, promenading in the custody of a chauffeur, and a French poodle, held in check by a uniformed maid, suddenly went for each other, tugging at their leashes and raising an unearthly racket of barks and snarls. According to our man, an apartment-house doorman hurried up to them and called out, “Gentlemen, please!,” whereupon the two dogs fell silent and went off in opposite directions without so much as a backward glance.
- The Big New Yorker Book of Dogs Hardcover by The New Yorker Magazine and forward by Malcolm Gladwell
- The Big New Yorker Book of Dogs Hardcover by The New Yorker Magazine and forward by Malcolm Gladwell
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