#apartment-living

#apartment-living

The magic room was a community effort, maintained by many residents volunteering their time to keep it well organised and running smoothly. I often saw my neighbour, Wendy Showyin, when I stopped by.

"It's generating power that goes right into my apartment, and that's money that I'm not spending. As a mom who has two kids and a big day care bill, that makes a big difference."

There are residents in my building who do not let me (or other dog owners) get in the elevator because they don't like dogs or because they don't want their dog in an elevator with other dogs. My dog is fine with other dogs in elevators. I even see this behavior from other residents who have dogs in strollers/that they are carrying.

Three years ago, two things happened: in November, we brought home our second puppy - Enzo, a mini dachshund - to our apartment in Jersey City. Then, on New Year's Eve, we attended a wedding in Brooklyn. It was at that wedding, just moments before the ceremony began, that my then-boyfriend (now fiancé) pulled out his phone to show me the pet camera.

"It had been beautifully rehabbed, retrofitted, and restored from the nondescript, bog-standard, acoustic-drop-ceiling-tiled office space into the beautiful, sunny, fresh-walled jewel box full of opportunity I saw during the apartment tour."

"It pulls you in with some soft seating and invites you to stay there for a little while instead of just opening your mailbox..." - Julia Lauve

"French Bulldogs have stolen the hearts of New Yorkers... They don't require a lot of exercise, so a quick stroll around the block is usually enough."