Shinjuku seems to be littered with tiny pet stores and street stalls selling hyperactive puppies and kittens in plastic cages – simultaneously both one of the most disturbing and kawaii things I’ve ever witnessed. Hand written signs proclaim both the breeds and the age in weeks of he animal – there’s a slight sense of sadness when you notice that the ages have had stickers over the top of them; the number of layers showing how long the poor creatures have gone without finding a loving home…
Loiter around for long enough and it’s worth it though, just to see fully grown men fawning over the adorable prisoners…
