on my way home from office i see a couple of dogs at different locations where they stay tied up with a really short leash, so short they cant even sit, forget moving around. god knows for how long they are tied like that, but i do see them everyday at that time. i felt sad about them and a little angry towards their keepers. but after looking at their little houses each day, which are nothing but one small room right on the road side, which has been dug up till their front door for an overpass construction, i realized these people too are on a really short leash. a rich man's dog is a rich dog, and a poor man's dog is a poor dog and a homeless' dog is homeless. i dont feel angry for that dog's keeper any more, in fact i dont feel that sad for that dog either.
March 3, 2010
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