I sleep uneasily in my
little bedroom perfumed with bergamot and Bleu de Chanel, my air - conditioner whirring and faint clangs of the pizza shop downstairs and
bleating horns from the street very gently punctuating the quiet.
Even the concept of owning a pet went high - tech about a decade ago with the advent of digital pets —
little electronic devices that beeped and
bleated to let owners know when it needed to be «fed,» «walked,» or «petted.»