Animals: Poisoned Promenade

From a dog's point of view, the long, wide Manhattan boulevard which humans have named Park Avenue and enthusiasts call the world's finest residential street, is not the place it used to be. The change dates about from the time when the policeman at 39th Street berated old Miss Wendel, the recluse who lived with her maiden sisters in the big brick house on Fifth Avenue, for bringing her elderly poodle over to Park Avenue for airings when she had a perfectly good yard of her own in which it could run, sniff and so on.

Soon after that, the exciting, smell-laden...

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