Last week, I shared the story of a new furry BFF in my apartment building! As it turns out, she has a home and a story, but neither of them were as I expected. Yesterday morning, I happened to leave my apartment at the same time as the guy across the hall. This furball was waiting outside his door as usual; the dog got up and moved out of the way as he locked the door and, as he and I both turned to go down the stairs, he asked, "Is this your dog?"
I looked at him in shock and asked, "Wait, it's not your dog?" After a short convo, we headed off to our respective workplaces. Now, even more perplexed, I ponder my situation and my next step all day. When I returned home that evening, I see my landlord heading upstairs. Curious what he said? Find out and read more
