Wednesday July 4, 2018
She just wants a dog because she’s always wanted to name something “Angel”. Every since she was young, any chance she got, she’d try it out. Her cabbage patch kid. Her troll. Her handmade doll from Bolivia. A teddy bear. “Are you Angel?” She’d whisper in the ear, or where she thought the ear might be.
She scrolls Petfinder for hours, looking at little, lost faces. She’s looking for Angel. She knows she can’t get a dog that barks, because she lives in an apartment. She can’t get a big dog. She debates the ethics of changing a dogs name… She knows people do it, but loves her own name and wouldn’t like it if some stranger decided it should be changed.
She contemplates veganism for the millionth time.