Money issues

So this song correctly illustrates exactly how I feel in NYC. I love it here but come on, sometimes it slaps me right in the face.

My medium sized dog thinks he can protect me from non-existent threats. Vicious on the streets and cute as hell when he's in a good mood.

In October, I was walking back from class one day, and decided to walk into an animal shelter, because I wanted to deal with some cats to make me feel better. 

When I walked into the animal shelter on 4th St. between 1st and 2nd Ave, I saw this pure white American Eskimo Dog. When I tried to pet it it bit me and started running around chasing other animals. I decided I liked its personality.

They gave me the dog right away with nothing but a signature, since I agreed initially to foster the dog. Of course, it was raining, and when I walked to my apartment I discovered that I had forgotten my keys and that my roommate was on the Upper West Side (about an hour away from my apartment). So, I let the unfamiliar dog run around in my neighbors' apartment, who I hardly knew, for a couple hours, and then I had a dog. A dog. To feed and walk and pet and prevent from eating my clothes and other dogs. 

While on the street my dog, Darwin, will jump vertically in the air to try to nip people and bark wildly at any other dog. I'm training him, and often end up looking insane while kneeling on the sidewalk and screaming NO!! in my dog's face.

BUT, for some reason, I love this animal. He is lovable while inside, and he was found on the streets of NYC, so it seems like he has reason to be a street dog, constantly trying to steal my sandwiches and eating pizza off the street. He's 8 years old and now he's gained weight, gotten shots, gotten registered, and had surgery on his ear. He has a chronic ear infection that I have to muzzle him for in order to treat his ear with antibiotics.

This dog has personality. He jumps to greet me at the door. He's content and happy in my apartment. I adopted a dog by mistake, and 6 months later I can't imagine not having him. He even loves dressing up. He's a pet who loves to show off. For Halloween he was superman, and he stood still for 20 minutes wagging his tail while I put it on him.