I have always promised myself I would never do anything I would be ashamed to admit to in public.
I am a dog person. No, I am more than a dog person, I am person who is obsessed with dogs. Much like women who experience baby fever, I have a dogological clock that is ticking inside of me.
I crave puppies. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and the first thing I think is, “I need a dog, oh God, I need one!” I stop on the street and pet almost any dog with a patient owner. I talk to them when I see them. When my coworker brings his dog, Virgil, into the office I spend at least 10% of my day walking by and waving at the dog or on my knees rubbing his puppy belly.
Oh it gets worse too. I look up puppy images during my free time, and sometime when I am really busy. Obviously I have an RSS feed from Cute Overload! 
(that smiley is part of the Official Name of that site). I send links of my favorite puppy pics in e-mails and AIM conversation…and I know what you are thinking, and YES that dog does look like Jake Gyllenhaal!!!
This is a big part of who I am and what I do. I love puppies! In high school I even wrote a song called “I love puppies” with my best friend, it was heavy metal, I am 100% serious.
So I think I have fully illustrated my love of puppies now. So you can understand how excited I was when I found out you can rent dogs, right here in NYC.
FLEXPETZ offers a solution for dog lovers who are unable to commit all their love and attention to a dog full-time by granting FLEXPETZ members access to a dog of their choice for a few hours, up to a few days. And not just here in NYC, “your FLEXPETZ membership is valid at any FLEXPETZ location. Just imagine visiting New York, Chicago, Paris or London and strolling through the city and parks with a FLEXPETZ dog!”
If I ever walk along the streets of Paris how could it be without a dog?
It sounds like a great idea. They take rescued dogs and match them up with lonely city dwellers who are looking for puppy love. They do not euthanize old or ill dogs, which is sweet. It’s a mutually beneficial service.
But in the back of my mind a little, attention starved, voice keeps saying, “It’ll never be yours.”
“Shh,” I say, “it doesn’t matter. I just want companionship.”
“Oh, who do you think you’re kidding?” the little voice replies. “You know the thought of that puppy’s paws all over someone else would eat away at you. You want that puppy all to yourself. Don’t deny it!”
I break down, “Ok, ok! You are right! I want a puppy that is all my own. A puppy I can wake up with in the morning, and I puppy I come home to a night. I could never share my love, and I deserve a dog that won’t share his.”
It’s dramatic I know, but it’s a moral issue. I couldn’t parade around town in a fake pet/owner relationship.
But it’s a damn fine idea.
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