Hi. It’s me again. Your friend, Debbie Downer.
I take a deep breath as I open the door.
“Will they think I’m a creep?” I worry. Jeez, I hope not.
Because I’m going in anyway.
“Careful,” I think. “Don’t push the door too hard or too wide.”
I can see that today there are a few little ones running free, drinking from a fountain and playing with toys.
I’m not stopping in to get a pet. Or to buy supplies for a pet I don’t have.
And if someone suggests it, YES I WILL CUDDLE A KITTEN. Because this is my therapy: kitten therapy.
Right now, the sweetness of a kitten trumps my allergies. And it’s preferable to crying.
If anyone from PS9 reads this, thank you for tolerating me.
I’m finally meeting my friend Debbie‘s baby Ben. I couldn’t show up empty-handed, right?
Bedford Street – Williamsburg, Brooklyn
“Can I take a picture of your dog?
[Said dog, a French Mastiff, would only look at the camera when her owner moved his bagel directly in front of her. She has a thing for cream cheese, he said. I had no cream cheese.]
Because I gave time to the creepy Folger’s ad, I felt like I should balance things out by sharing a Christmas ad I love.
Cute one, Cheerios.
I’m assuming the world has tuned into Shiba Inu Puppy Cam at some point, but just in case you haven’t please click here N-O-W.
I have watched Puppy Cam far more than I should tell you, but at least I’m learning stuff.
First, puppies are often more entertaining than anything on TV, even when sleeping
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Today my neighborhood pet shop had a new batch of puppies on display. Two were Frenchies, the absolute favorite of @blairdc so I shot this little video of them desperate to play. The fat bellies are my favorite part.
I reluctantly admit it: French bulldogs are super cute*.
*Their breeding process is what makes me sad, ok?