Who knew drunken puppy purchases were such a problem? It’s not the drinking done by underage canines (unless Marko’s newest additions get into his stash). Nope. Apparently in Greenwich Village inebriated people become overwhelmed by the cuteness and buy puppies.
The adorable sight of furry faces in the window and the effects of alcohol can be a bad combination, Moritz said.
Dogs and alcohol don’t mix, I guess.
Four-years ago on St. Patrick’s Day, a couple came into the store and spent $3,500 on an English Bull Dog and a Miniature Pinscher. The morning after, the couple returned to the store, apologized to Jacoby, and gave the dogs back.
Um. So they head out for happy hour and enjoy some discounted booze only to spend thirty-five hundred dollars on a pair of pooches! Anyone that knows me would tell you that I have a soft spot for all things cute fluffy. There’s 50 pounds of feline at my house, for example. I want to take them all home and love them and cuddle them and give them silly names*. But to just drop thirty five hundred dollars on a pair of excrement machines on a drunken flight of fancy. I’ve bought cars for less than that! Cars that ran even! I don’t know what they put in the drinks in Greenwich Village, but it must be some pretty powerful stuff.
*The most recent feline to join the household has an ever evolving name. It started as Chance. It is currently Chancellor Edward Pantsington III Esquire. There may have been alcohol involved.