I don’t own a dog. Or a cat. Or any animals – mostly because our apartment doesn’t allow pets.
Instead Ryosuke and I have plants. It’s like having a pet (ish), except feeding them just involved dumping water on them every morning, they aren’t able to show affection, and it’s totally not weird if you eat them for dinner (we grow herbs like mint, basil, and cilantro).
Kind of like a fish, I guess. Except you can’t eat your pet goldfish. And fishes are surprisingly easy to accidentally kill.
The reason I love looking at dogs (and babies) out in public is the fact that they’re cute, affectionate, and wearing adorable clothes – and completely unattainable. Ryosuke and I can’t have take care of a dog any more than we can take care of a baby. Or a fish.
Moving on, I love dog outfits in Japan.
Who doesn’t love dog outfits? (Now that I think about it, the dogs probably don’t. Or do they? I have no idea.)
It’s socially unacceptable to freak out and/or take pictures of cute babies. But dogs? Go for it. Dogs have special outfits for festivals. Or for “casual wear.” Or sometimes they match their owner. It’s really cute.
I don’t really have anything else to say on the matter. I just love dog outfits.
And any animal, really.
Which is probably the reason I go to so many rabbit cafes and cat cafes (you can pay by the hour to play with the animals) in Japan.
Sorry this post is so short, I don’t really have anything else to say. I just wanted to show pictures of dogs (and I kind assume that’s all everyone wanted to see, anyways).
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