One weird thing (among many) about me is that I never forget anything about anyone’s pets. If we meet on the street and you let me meet your dog, every subsequent time I see you on the street, I will remember your dog’s name and that she’s five years old and that you adopted her after she was found abandoned as a puppy beneath the boardwalk at Coney Island. Even if you don’t recognize me, don’t remember me, or just aren’t in the mood to trade niceties with a stranger (a neighborly stranger, but still a stranger). I will not forget your dog.Â
P.S. I will probably forget your name.
Yeah I am the exact same way. I can remember new people I meet’s dogs’ names better than I can remember anything about them.