Brooklyn animal shelter selling dogs?

Brooklyn animal shelter selling dogs?
Originally uploaded by saritabhatt.

This was the dog that i went to the bk shelter to adopt. I arrived at 7.30AM and was the first in line to choose from the dogs. A few hours later a random woman walked in and took the dog from me and the staff said that she was there the day before and and really wanted the dog. However, they couldnt prove that she was there and refused to further explain. Thay gave the woman MY dog without even having her spayed. illegal. I think she bought the dog from the staff. In fact, im fairly sure of it.

the aninmal shelter has very specific procedures. they have these procedures to avoid these disputes. there was no reason why i wasn't given chutney...the name of MY dog...i felt wronged. i'm still mkourning the loss of my almost dog. i suppose the only good part about it all is that soooo many people wanted this dog. my little fraggle rock.

austin, texas

cafe in austin with the ladies
Originally uploaded by saritabhatt.

is a beautiful city and took me by surprise. for many reasons....mainly because i was able to meet anika sejpal-sharma (or is it sharma-sejpal?) and learn a lot about loons...and various shapes and sizes. it's amazing to watch how the people in your life evolve around you into something meaningful...like mother and fatherhood....guess i'm just lucky be surrounded and surprised by life and its many paths.

as a city, austin took me by surprise. i had never been to texas and generally imagined it as a place that was flat, dry and filled with cattle. austin has mountain, an eclectic feel and a surprising obsession with yoga/meditation/zen. i'll add it to the list of city that i could see myself in one day....so far its seattle, austin, portland, san fran and brooklyn.

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seattle, washington

seattle, washington
Originally uploaded by saritabhatt.

the zoo in seattle is by far one of the best zoos i have ever been to...and i dont even like zoos. but the monkeys were screaching at the top of their lungs and it made me feel, oddly, at home....i would be screaching too...if someone were to put me in a cage. wait someone does, my boss, my work, corporate america...you can't hear it, but i'm screaching.