Diary of a fish keeper.: Creatures.

Okay. The creatures i'm talking about here are animals i've seen here in India. Like how you expect, cows, cattles, ponies and dogs litter the streets of India. Every 10 feet or so, you'll be able to catch a glimpse of life, anything other than human and plants. You ALL should know that i'm an avid animal lover, minus the fact that i love cutting them up. It's been a real pleasure to be able to see them roam freely on the streets and living cohesively with human beings. Imagine how it'd be like in Singapore; people would be scrambling all over if there's a cattle loose on the streets.

Sometimes, i just love staring at how people interact with these creatures. I remember on the day where we were leaving Delhi and i was waiting for K outside the guesthouse. There was this group of men sitting along the streets talking and a herd of cow passed by. The man sitting nearest to the herd lifted his hand and patted one of the cow, to my amazement, the cow simply stood still and allowed the man to do so while the rest of the herd carried on moving. You may think that there isn't much to be amazed on, but i thought this truely showed how much mutual trust there is between man and the creatures.

I mentioned in the taste bud entry that our houseboat owner had a newly owned lamb. It's true okay. We were there when they bought the lamb. So far, they really took care of the lamb well. As in, they'll bring the lamb into their own house whenever there's rain and protecting it like some newborn, something i thought rural people simply couldn't be bothered with. So, it was a rainy day and everybody was sleeping on the floor of the houseboat, including me, K and the lamb. The lamb was sleeping happily beside Sam's dad, how cool is that! Imagine my dad willing to sleep with any of the strays i bring home. Hehh.

I love the close proximity i could get with animals during this trip. Though i really detest the fact that K hates it because animals are dirty, they really are, but that doesn't give you a reason to hate them okay. Maybe the lamb knew that it wasn't really well-liked by K, it decided to give K a present. (When we left the owner's boathouse that day, the lamb was indoor and K stepped onto the lamb's shit. Hehhhhh.)