Category Archives: Urban Wildlife

Animals that thrive in the urban landscape of Manhattan.

The Poodle Puppy From Hell and The Stealthy Kitty

black poodle puppy next to some colored pencils

In winter months your Manhattan Voyeur turns a sharp eye on the beings with whom I share my indoor landscape, e.g. a gorgeous black poodle puppy to our ménage and I call him the puppy from hell. Every day he invents a new bad behavior. He terrorizes the darling dog for whom he’s supposed to be a companion. He eats his poop.

Dog Saving Time

Lost and Found and Shiny Black This week your Manhattan Voyeur celebrated a spring day at the busy corner of 58th street and 7th avenue. Mr. MV (my companion) remains unhappy about the whole episode. For starters, he dislikes it when I talk to strangers. I think he thinks I’m nine years old. It all…

Dog Breeders Could Make Big Bucks By Breeding Animals That Live Longer

City Pets: the Glue of Our Lives and Communities Instead of creating purebreds with surreal fur coats with little regard for diseases, why not breed pets for longevity: I wish they’d come up with cats as well as dogs who live a longer time. (After all, a California breeder claims to have bred a hypo-allergenic…

Elliot Spitzer: Not a Teflon Plutocrat

Word is, that Elliot Spitzer’s debut on Al Gore’s cable network is far from illustrious.  He drew 75% fewer viewers than Keith Olbermann who has just been fired.  I’m surprised, but maybe this signifies an important change in popular opinion. A week ago your Manhattan Voyeur saw Eliot Spitzer sunning himself with his too-prominent forehead…

Where Oh Where Has My Pigeon Gone: My Pigeon On The Sill

 I found a companion in the most common of places I run down Broadway despite the heat. I left my umbrella on the bus and I am determined to get home before the rain hits. The black cloud overhead is getting blacker. It’s four in the afternoon but it looks like early evening. Birds fly…

The Wild Bird and Squirrel Whisperer of Central Park

Titmouse eating from Jan Yan's hand in Central Park

For six years this gifted man from Tibet has been feeding squirrels and birds in Central Park–and he’s never been bitten or scratched. Grinning he breaks a peanut in half for the bird. I bet there’s not a happier man in Manhattan.

Category Archives: Urban Wildlife

Animals that thrive in the urban landscape of Manhattan.

The Poodle Puppy From Hell and The Stealthy Kitty

black poodle puppy next to some colored pencils

In winter months your Manhattan Voyeur turns a sharp eye on the beings with whom I share my indoor landscape, e.g. a gorgeous black poodle puppy to our ménage and I call him the puppy from hell. Every day he invents a new bad behavior. He terrorizes the darling dog for whom he’s supposed to be a companion. He eats his poop.

Dog Saving Time

Lost and Found and Shiny Black This week your Manhattan Voyeur celebrated a spring day at the busy corner of 58th street and 7th avenue. Mr. MV (my companion) remains unhappy about the whole episode. For starters, he dislikes it when I talk to strangers. I think he thinks I’m nine years old. It all…

Dog Breeders Could Make Big Bucks By Breeding Animals That Live Longer

City Pets: the Glue of Our Lives and Communities Instead of creating purebreds with surreal fur coats with little regard for diseases, why not breed pets for longevity: I wish they’d come up with cats as well as dogs who live a longer time. (After all, a California breeder claims to have bred a hypo-allergenic…

Elliot Spitzer: Not a Teflon Plutocrat

Word is, that Elliot Spitzer’s debut on Al Gore’s cable network is far from illustrious.  He drew 75% fewer viewers than Keith Olbermann who has just been fired.  I’m surprised, but maybe this signifies an important change in popular opinion. A week ago your Manhattan Voyeur saw Eliot Spitzer sunning himself with his too-prominent forehead…

Where Oh Where Has My Pigeon Gone: My Pigeon On The Sill

 I found a companion in the most common of places I run down Broadway despite the heat. I left my umbrella on the bus and I am determined to get home before the rain hits. The black cloud overhead is getting blacker. It’s four in the afternoon but it looks like early evening. Birds fly…

The Wild Bird and Squirrel Whisperer of Central Park

Titmouse eating from Jan Yan's hand in Central Park

For six years this gifted man from Tibet has been feeding squirrels and birds in Central Park–and he’s never been bitten or scratched. Grinning he breaks a peanut in half for the bird. I bet there’s not a happier man in Manhattan.

Category Archives: Urban Wildlife

Animals that thrive in the urban landscape of Manhattan.

The Poodle Puppy From Hell and The Stealthy Kitty

black poodle puppy next to some colored pencils

In winter months your Manhattan Voyeur turns a sharp eye on the beings with whom I share my indoor landscape, e.g. a gorgeous black poodle puppy to our ménage and I call him the puppy from hell. Every day he invents a new bad behavior. He terrorizes the darling dog for whom he’s supposed to be a companion. He eats his poop.

Dog Saving Time

Lost and Found and Shiny Black This week your Manhattan Voyeur celebrated a spring day at the busy corner of 58th street and 7th avenue. Mr. MV (my companion) remains unhappy about the whole episode. For starters, he dislikes it when I talk to strangers. I think he thinks I’m nine years old. It all…

Dog Breeders Could Make Big Bucks By Breeding Animals That Live Longer

City Pets: the Glue of Our Lives and Communities Instead of creating purebreds with surreal fur coats with little regard for diseases, why not breed pets for longevity: I wish they’d come up with cats as well as dogs who live a longer time. (After all, a California breeder claims to have bred a hypo-allergenic…

Elliot Spitzer: Not a Teflon Plutocrat

Word is, that Elliot Spitzer’s debut on Al Gore’s cable network is far from illustrious.  He drew 75% fewer viewers than Keith Olbermann who has just been fired.  I’m surprised, but maybe this signifies an important change in popular opinion. A week ago your Manhattan Voyeur saw Eliot Spitzer sunning himself with his too-prominent forehead…

Where Oh Where Has My Pigeon Gone: My Pigeon On The Sill

 I found a companion in the most common of places I run down Broadway despite the heat. I left my umbrella on the bus and I am determined to get home before the rain hits. The black cloud overhead is getting blacker. It’s four in the afternoon but it looks like early evening. Birds fly…

The Wild Bird and Squirrel Whisperer of Central Park

Titmouse eating from Jan Yan's hand in Central Park

For six years this gifted man from Tibet has been feeding squirrels and birds in Central Park–and he’s never been bitten or scratched. Grinning he breaks a peanut in half for the bird. I bet there’s not a happier man in Manhattan.