Last night I landed in Hong Kong at around 9:15PM (you’ve gotta love a 90 minute delay due to strong headwinds), and met a few friends for drinks.
We ended up at a bar, and I’ll be the first to admit I was tired and a bit buzzed, and really just wanted to sleep.
But then something walked in that caught my eye. A poodle. Perhaps the most sophisticated poodle I’ve ever seen.
He sat across from us on a chair, and his “godmother” (at least that’s how she explained their relationship) bought him a plate of shrimp, which she proceeded to feed him with a fork! She explained that it was his “midnight snack,” and that he only eats human food.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a sophisticated and discreet dog. He’d sniff every piece before deciding whether he wanted it, and whenever I looked at him he’d look away and not eat.
Ugh, I’m not going to lie, seeing him made me want to give up living in hotels and just get a goldendoodle and a white picket fence. Or simply get a dog and move to Kimptons.