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My friend Sarah arrived at my apartment on a Saturday afternoon wearing a cream linen

The text from the rescue coordinator arrived on a Thursday afternoon: “Milo is ready for

The Fourth of July in a New York City high-rise is not the same experience

I want to be honest about where I started with this: I felt genuinely terrible

It was a Sunday afternoon, and I was working at my desk when I noticed

I remember sitting at my kitchen table with what I can only describe as a

I’ll be honest with you in a way that still makes me slightly embarrassed to

It was 2 AM on a Tuesday in February, and New York had decided to

There is a specific kind of guilt that every office-going dog owner knows intimately. You’re

I still remember standing in the pet food aisle at my local Petco on the