"Where do you live sir and ma'am?", the pet shop owner asked us.
"Right by the corner of this street", I replied.
"In an apartment or a house, I meant to ask?"
"We live in New York City, I don't believe people like us can afford to live in houses"
"Well for an apartment dog, I have the perfect one for you". He went away and came back with a cushion in his hand. "This is a Bichon Frise. They do not grow much and they can live in small spaces"
The dog, well the cushion was awesome, just the kind of dog I have always wanted. I glanced at Jane and she had a weird expression on her face.
"Do you have other dogs that would be good for an apartment??", I asked judging Jane's indifference.
"What about a Coton De Tulear?", she asked. Honestly, I don't know shit about dog breeds and I thought she didn't either. Guess I was wrong.
"We have that too ma'am. Just wait a minute"
He came back with another cushion in his hand. Ohh my god, I just wanna squeeze him but I am afraid I might lose control and he may end up breathless.
"Can we buy this, Bin?", Jane asked looking at the dog with radiance in her eyes.
"How much would this be??"
"You do not have to pay for this one here sir. He is up for adoption, the man who gave him up gave me some money to get rid of him"
"Which heartless man would wanna get rid of such a sweet fellow?", Jane said gritting her teeth. She reached out to him and scratched his forehead. He easily opened up to her and crawled into her hands.
I gave some money to the owner for doing this amazing work and after thanking him, we left.
"I am hungry, you wanna eat? My treat", she said looking at the dog. He comes in and I go out of the window. She is talking to me but is not even turning her head around. Incredible. Plain incredible.
"Where do you wanna go??", I asked.
"Jungle Fiesta"
"What is this place?"
"It is a restaurant. Opened up recently. Seems like a nice place to me"
"What is it with you and weird names? You order the food that sounds like crap and eventually when you eat it, it is crap. I mean like seriously, can't we for once have normal food in a normal place?"
"Nah, I don't think so"
"Is it somewhere near or do we need to get on the subway?"
"It is not near here but we are not getting on the subway either"
"Are you suggesting flying on our way there? If you are then let me remind you that we are in the muggle region, we cannot show them put powers"
"I do know that Bin. Matt is picking us up from here and look there he is." She pointed at a car coming our way.
"When did you call him?"
"You see Bin, there is this thing called messaging. Over here Matt." She waved at him.
We got into his car and drove up to Jungle Fiesta after exchanging our pleasantries.
"What breed is that?", he asked.
"Coton De Tulear", Jane replied. What the hell man! I don't like being the third party. Now I will have to listen to their love talk while I plunge my way to slow, painful death.
"What are you going to name him?"
"What do you think Bin?"
"I don't know. Snow maybe?"
"Snow huh.... Hii snow", she waved her hand in front of the dog's eyes.
"I think it suits him", Matt said ruffling the hair on Snow's posterior."Well, we are here. You people get down and I am coming"
"Where are you going?", Jane asked. She almost sounded desperate. He is the first man to have gathered her attention after Ethan. Good luck to him I guess. He will have to work very patiently with her.
"Parking the car, sweet chums"
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Not A Couple
General Fiction"In my defense, a person who does not like Nutella IS THE BIGGEST IDIOT TO HAVE BEEN BORN ON THIS PLANET" "People can have different opinions" "Yes, of course people can. But they are people, what do they know? You, on the other hand are an alien fr...
