Stray dogs and cats live in the alleyways near our apartment. Colin has given one specific scrawny black dog the moniker Garbage Dog. That’s because it roots through people’s food garbage when they’re waiting for the trash trucks to come along. It’s an endearing name; Colin wants to feed or pet or bring blankets to the dog every time we pass. All that and he won’t let me get a bunny.

The stray animal problem stems from some distrust over having animals spayed and neutered. I think it’s really sad.

Yesterday, Colin saw a big friendly brown rat scurry into the grate on the corner, and today I saw not one but two caterpillars.

It’s kind of like being on safari.


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