I was in New York and I walked into this pet store and came out with a dog.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I am from Brooklyn, NY, so we could not have many pets, but I always had at least two dogs.
People often assume New York City is no place to keep a dog. This is certainly what my parents told me when I was growing up there. But I have found this not to be the case at all.
I've always been a dog owner, from the time I was a little boy in Chicago.
There is no such thing as a crazy dog person in New York. Are there people who are completely insane about their dogs? Hordes. But cat people may as well have whiskers and tails themselves. That's because their pets' lack of social need taps straight into our worst fears as the human inhabitants of New York.
I was riding my mountain bike in Colorado, and I met a dog who reminded me so much of my very first dog in the way she interacted with me, looked at me, and wagged her tail that I rode away convinced I'd just very possibly met the reincarnated version of my long lost friend.
I grew up in a house with dogs. We always had dogs. We always had a bunch of dogs, actually.
I was a dog in a past life. Really. I'll be walking down the street and dogs will do a sort of double take. Like, Hey, I know him.
I rented a place that I could have dogs - not in my house. I rented a big place. And I was able to have the SPCA every end of the week bring many, many dogs to me. They all were in nice places, clean, everything was fine. I took good care of them. And so many people called.
My roommate got a pet elephant. Then it got lost. It's in the apartment somewhere.
Pet stores just sell their animals.