Raining cats and dogs


It started with having dinner in the park. It was raining, and quite comfortable. A little kitten was the focus of our attention. The younger brothers eventually got some chicken and fed it. Quite soon after the first piece touched the ground, the older felines arrived. One black, and the other...white & orange (I think, never paid much attention to colours). They appeared to be have been acquainted (++). I didn't have much interest in cats.

The two cats soon gave a wide radius after being constantly followed around by a certain pair of people with flash photography. When the rain gave to a drizzle, we took the chance to head home.

Now you wonder where the dogs come in. Well, on the path beside the local medical university, a dog limped behind a pair of students. We had glimpsed the dog running around the neighbourhood oh so often. They passed us without much incident.

Right at the gate of our condo, guess what, another dog. This time, I saw a collar of some sort around its neck. And it was tagging behind another pair of students. I could tell you that it was about knee high and had plenty of fur, but I didn't really get a good look at it. You see, I didn't want to attract its attention by looking at it.

We walked past, and the dog bounded behind me. I felt it's breath on the back of my leg (That's how I knew it was knee high). It was like the most natural thing in the world.

Of course, the guards stopped us. Our condo has a policy of no animals bigger than a guinea pig. But now I wonder what would have happened if that policy didn't exist.