Drunken Puppy Purchasing Plaguing Posh Pet Places in NYC

People tend to do stupid stuff when they’re drunk.  They drive Porsche’s into the woods of Pennsylvania at 140 miles per hour, they get bad tattoos, and, at least in New York City’s West Village, they try to buy puppies.  

DNAinfo.com is reporting that there’s a plague of punch-drunk puppy love happening in the pets stores that line Christopher Street.  It’s pretty basic, really – folks stumble out of the nearby bars, come in to wook at da cewt widdle puppiez, and decide they want to take one home with the same amount of consideration and forethought typically reserved for last-call hookups and beer fueled brawls.

And that’s not good for the dogs.  Ferdinanda Mortiz manages Le Petite Puppy on Christopher Street, a place that has sold dogs to Hugh Jackman, Sarah Jessica Parker and at least one drunken a-hole. DNAinfo reports:

Moritz recalled selling a Chihuahua some years ago to a woman she thought might have been drunk, only to have the dog returned the next day — in a near-dead state.

“We took it to the vet and he found five pills in the dog’s stomach,” she said. “It almost overdosed.”

The Chihuahua’s stomach was pumped, and it survived.

Many of the pets stores have now implemented special rules for drunken customers.  Some stores won’t let a tipsy customer handle a puppy (there have been some dropping incidents) and some places like Citipups (which is located right next to a bar) tell folks to come back the next day if they’re serious about getting a dog.  Most never do.

We always go on around here about being responsible and never driving if you’ve had too much to drink.  I guess we have to add puppy buying to that list.  Consider it the B&WB public service announcement of the day – Don’t Drink & Dog.

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4 Comments on “Drunken Puppy Purchasing Plaguing Posh Pet Places in NYC”

  1. John King
    July 5, 2011 at 2:03 pm #

    There is a reason my cats name is Luna, Spanish for “moon”…short for moonshine. I was drinking moonshine with my Father-In-Law before a trolley hop (drink and look at art galleries). Well a few shots in and many beers, we came to a gallery which the Human Society had some cats in cages. I was tipsy and one of the cats was a calico and it reminded me of my childhood cat, so I started petting her and then talking to the cat lady (I’d love a video of this encounter). This next morning I woke up and my wife says, you said last night we could get that cat. So two-days later, the cat is now ours.

    • July 5, 2011 at 2:10 pm #

      Sound like this happened recently, no?

      Anyway, you didn’t actually get the critter on the spot, so that cool. It’s fine to fall in love while drunk – we’ve all done it!

  2. John King
    July 5, 2011 at 2:52 pm #

    It was in February. The cat is still here and scratching everything. She doesn’t eat my hop plants though…so she’s cool.

  3. July 5, 2011 at 10:45 pm #

    My friend’s wife was going through a very difficult time for very personal reasons a few years back. When her birthday rolled around, she was wasted and bought a little mutt that they promptly named The Wolfman.

    That said, my friend and his wife are HUGE animal people. They donate gobs of time to rescue shelters and the like, so there wasn’t a doubt at all that the dog was going to a good home. Oh, and apparently the dog has a very special talent. Let’s just say if it was a hockey goalie, nothing would get through the five hole.

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