Look what I found at the Harvard Bookstore.

This dog was extremely friendly considering its size. I kept looking around for his owner but no one seemed to be paying attention or even noticing the fact that a dog was running in between the bookshelves. For a brief second I hoped that no one would claim him and I could put him in my pocket and take him home.

Finally he barked and an old woman at the counter scolded him for being so loud. He looked back at me and then hobbled away, nails clicking on the cement floor, in the opposite direction of his owner.