Sometimes I look at a well groomed pup walking the streets of Brooklyn and instead of thinking “How cute! I want one!” I think “You’re quality of life is better than the majority of the world’s human population. That’s fucked up.”
If it’s a dog eat dog world as the cliché goes, New York City dogs are sitting pretty. Cream of the crop at the top of the heap.
If you’re taking a walk in NYC in the middle of the day (always my favorite thing to do to clear my head and in the winter, to enjoy precious moments of daylight), you’re likely to see dog walkers, sometimes handling a huge gaggle of dogs.
One of the most obvious signs of neighborhood gentrification is when a dog salon comes in.
Heck, with walking and grooming, “pet hotels” and organic premium food, I know the 1% of dogs in NYC have more spent on them in a year than I spend on rent! That’s so weird, isn’t it?! I know it’s also weird that this is something I actually think about…
Maybe I’m just jealous and wish I could afford to have a dog in New York City.
Maybe I just hope that all dog owners who shower their pets with love and affection, fabulous haircuts, designer clothes, and everything a pup could ever possibly want or need (totally their prerogative)….are also showering refugee efforts or New York City homeless shelters…ya know?