selfish thoughts

There are so many cute dogs around New York. Some as big as Shetland ponies, and some as tiny as a teapot. And when I see one I often think about getting a dog. But there is that rational part of me that knows that I can’t look after a dog, and that it is sort of sad that for most of the day it would only see my tiny apartment. I go insane being cooped up, how would a dog feel?

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