i had a puppy

I only have two pairs of pants here in Beijing, and I've only been wearing one pair for about the past week, so yesterday I grabbed some cash and went over to the Uniqlo across the street from my apartment. On the way I have to cross a skybridge, and that night on that skybridge was a man selling puppies out of a box. I have been in the process of getting my mom a dog for awhile now, and I considered getting one here. I first went to the mall across the street, but I decided that a puppy would be a better option.
I went back and asked how much they were, and he told me 230kuai (which is how much a pair of pants would have cost me). After not much careful consideration I bought one and took it back to my apartment. The one I picked looked like Simba with much darker fur.
In my apartment it took some time getting adjusted, and spent a lot of time tugging on and untying my shoelaces. As I watched it the weight of the situation set in. I realized I didn't have any food in the apartment, I don't have enough money to feed us both, I'd have to take it to the vet and get it vaccinated, I'd have to deal with customs bringing it back into the US, and in general I had no idea how to take care of a puppy. My grandparents would also not be cool with me having a puppy in their extra apartment, but I figured it be safe since they never came up to the apartment I lived in. As I was contemplating the rashness of my decision, I looked up and saw that my laundry had been done. So now I knew that the caretaker of their apartment also came up to this one, and would probably tell them about the unwanted guest.
So I was faced with a tough decision. I have "disposed" of unwanted animals in the past, but I got and still get a lot of shit for it, so I wasn't going to do that again. Instead I took the puppy right back to the man who sold it to me, and after a lot of convincing I got him to take it back, but he wouldn't give me back my money. I was fine with that, though. I deserved that.