

So I wonder, how does a person go to a shelter and pick a pet? When I got my dog ten years ago, I wasn’t actually planning to get a dog, he was the only dog there, and he just started freaking out when I walked past him. I didn’t feel like I was making a choice. Yesterday I went to the animal shelter and deliberately met several sweet dogs, but I have no idea how I’m supposed to just pick which one will be in my life for probably about a decade after knowing them for only half an hour.
















I remember back in grad school they told us we would have to take an ethics seminar and I thought it might be something interesting about the role of a scientist in society or something like that, but it was actually pretty much just “Don’t have sex with the undergraduates, even though technically there isn’t a strict rule against it.”