Crazy Pigeon Man

Dog Owners Be Warned of the CRAZY PIGEON MAN!

Zorra and I were having a lovely walk in the park. We stopped to talk to two lovely women and their lovely terrier. Everything was lovely. We were all minding our own business. 

Then, a cloud seemed to appear out of nowhere. But it was not a cloud, it was a swarm of disgusting flying rats; pigeons. City rock pigeons to be exact. Pests which swarm our cities and parks and drive away other birds, leaving us with a monoculture of fat grey birds. These birds were swarming around a man in a motorized wheelchair, who had a bag of bird feed on his lap and a pigeon on his shoulder like a deranged pirate. The women cowered and protected their heads from the swarm of birds; there must have been at least 300 of them. St James' Park is home to many interesting and exotic bird species; these all left the vicinity once the swarm of flying rats moved in. 

This was enough to be anti-social; it turned what was an enjoyable area for dozens into the private pigeon pleasure garden for one man. People feeding the birds is a problem, but that was the least of our problems today. 

The man took one look at our dogs and started muttering "I can't stand dogs. I can't stand dogs." He then drove his electric wheelchair straight at the two girls and their terrier, causing them to flee. He turned his attention to me and said loudly "I can't stand dogs."

"Well, I can't stand pigeons!" I responded. 

Then he ran over my foot. 

I think he was trying to attack my lovely, sweet, good-natured, people-loving dog and I just got in the way. Obviously I got in the way; when someone is trying to attack my dog my natural instinct is to protect her. It hurt, but my foot is now fine. The principle of the matter remains; I was essentially attacked by a deranged man because I was walking my dog (on a leash!) in a public park. 

This is unacceptable. 

He left the scene, trailed by his hoard of fluttering air-rats, muttering "I can't stand dogs. I can't stand dogs." If anyone sees this man again please notify the authorities. 

Dogs on the London Underground

Dogs on the London Underground

The tube is an excellent way to travel around London and for the most part it is very easy to take your dog on it. I recently found that some stations can be much harder to navigate than others. For instance, Victoria Station is dog-accessible for the Circle and District lines but not for the Victoria line, which only has escalator access. The step-free access map actually does not help with finding tube stops which are more dog friendly. Deeper stations with lots of underground tunnels are fine for experienced dogs but are not ideal for young dogs who might get restless or which aren't toilet trained; the only issue are platforms which are only accessible by escalators. Dogs Allowed is going to venture to find out which stations and lines are the most dog friendly, stay tuned!

Restaurant Review - The Two Chairmen

The Two Chairmen - St James/Westminster

I went to this pub with Zorra after a long walk in Green Park on a rainy day. I was not planning on going to a pub for lunch, but this one looked so inviting I decided to pop my head in; after all, someone has to go around asking which pubs are dog-friendly! The bar staff were very friendly and were welcoming of a drenched girl and her even more thoroughly soaked dog. One of the barmen even offered to keep an eye on her while I nipped upstairs to the loo.

The food was great and unexpected; there was a nice selection of gormet burgers ranging from the usual beef burger to the more rare venison burgers and other interesting meats. The selection of beer was good but not as wide as I've seen in other pubs, but they had a wine list that was quite extensive for a traditional pub.

Overall I'd definitely recommend this pub; they were very welcoming of dogs, had a nice, friendly atmosphere, and better than your average pub food.

Dogs, Tourists and Children

Today was a glorious Bank Holiday Monday. The sun was out, and so were the crowds. Zorra and I went out for a walk, as did thousands of other dogs and their owners. Parks, especially those in London, are shared spaces. This means that even though we would love to let our dogs race around in wide open spaces with only the buildings poking over the trees to remind us that we are not in the wilds of Devon, we are instead affronted with thousands of locals and tourists of all ages.

I can say from personal experience that not all picnic goers are thrilled by the addition of a large, happy, bouncing dog to their party. Some people are genuinely pleased to have a dog say hello, but it is particularly important to keep an eye on the faces of the people that your dog is approaching. Recall is so important when there are crowds.

Children are a completely mixed bag when it comes to dogs. Today Zorra induced three very different reactions from children in the park. Several recoiled and shrinked away at the mere sight of a big black dog. When I was a child I never understood those types of kids, but as long as your dog ignores them as Zorra did you can move on without incident. If your dog tries to approach these kids DO NOT let them! You could cause the child to become even more afraid, and remember that scared children often come with over-protective parents. Another reaction was scared children with parents who desperately wanted the kids to say hi to the dog. This is a tricky situation, and it really depends on the temperament of your dog. If you have a very calm, steady dog who will just sit there as the child decides if they want to approach then fine, but if your dog will react at all it is probably best to just move on. It is not your job to get someone else's kid to love dogs.

The third reaction from a child that Zorra caused today was particularly funny. While we were playing fetch a small girl, not even 2 years old, slowly toddled over from where her family was having a picnic. I could see her coming, so I stopped playing and told Zorra to lie down. The girl reached us around the same time that her father saw and sprinted over. She desperately wanted to pet the dog, but at the same time she did not want to relinquish the sandwich she was clutching. This was a predicament, because Zorra was starting to eye up the sandwich. She would never snatch it from someone, but I was still worried as this was a very small child. The father tried to take the sandwich from the girl, but she cried so he gave it back. Then she did something very surprising, this tiny little girl offered her sandwich to a dog that was three times her size. Zorra obviously took it, then ran away and the girl started to cry. I had to wonder if the girl was crying because of the loss of the sandwich or the absence of the dog. Either way, this was the kind of kid that I could relate to.