Yes… I’m in a backpack. 🐕🎒
It’s not the usual way for a dog to travel, but honestly? I couldn’t be happier.
Right here, pressed close to him, I feel his steps echo through the subway floor. I feel his warmth. I smell the world rushing by. And from this little window in the bag, I can see everything while staying safe.
The crowds don’t scare me. 🚇 The trains don’t bother me.
As long as he’s here, nothing can go wrong.
People look at us and smile. Some laugh softly.
But they don’t know what this really is for me.
It’s not just a ride. 🚌 It’s our moment.
He’s focused on his phone, but I don’t mind.
I’m watching over him, like I always do.
I see the tired faces, the distracted stares around us…
but me? I’m calm. Happy. Because my life has one priority: being there for him.
I don’t even know where we’re going today. And it doesn’t matter. What matters is… we’re going together.
I’ll stay in this bag as long as I need to. Ready to share every step, every stop, every adventure.
Because for me, being with him isn’t just a moment.