I have this pet thing about how global communications are moving so fast now, throwing information at you, making everything available to you, and yet I feel it’s leaving us more and more isolated.
To this day I don’t ever remember seeing a pet inside Moscow, I never saw anyone carrying a dog, or leading a dog. Err I finally saw a, a pet some years later in Kiev, so I thought that life must have been, different.
One of my biggest pet peeves is that I just don’t like it when characters do things that are funny to the writer, but you don’t know why they’re doing it and it doesn’t make any sense.