There are stray cats and dogs everywhere we go around here. Whether we’re walking to the grocery store, the bus stop or down on the beach. The first day we got here, our contacts told us not to touch any of them though, just to look. So that’s what we do, stop and take pictures and talk about how cute they are, well some of them.
A lot of the dogs we see run around in groups of five or so and always seem to be up to something, planning something, most likely planning the exact time to start barking to wake us up in the middle of the night.
Our favorite cat here actually lives at our ‘resort’ with us. We named him Whitey, and although we’d love to pet him we don’t want to get one of the many diseases we think he has, so we use a stick to pet him with.
