‘I have to go walk the dog.’ If you have a dog, you probably say this multiple times a week. You are at a bar, having drinks with friends, and at some point you see the time, and you start to gather your things. Your friends look at you with interrogating...
His name was Hunni―yes, his name―and he arrived in a Louis Vuitton pooch bag. My sister had bought him thinking he was an expensive ‘pure-bred Pomeranian’, but it turns out he wasn’t―he kept growing. After a few months of raising Hunni in the family home, my...
