Animals

The dogs fuck in the streets, the cats get knocked up and then come back home to give birth. They eat, live on, garbage and handouts. They are all oddly proportioned mutts. Sometimes an ear is missing, or an eye is swollen. The people seem to respect their street smarts, but also throw rocks at them or in worse cases, shoot bullets into their matted fur-covered bodies. The cats can have broken tails dragging limply, and the dogs can run without using one of their four legs. The dogs don’t attack people, and if they do they’re usually the domesticated ones. The dogs have hot spots around town in front of stores, in the town’s center, the dumpsters. They love to curl up in the grass and sleep in the sunshine. Sometimes kids will rattle plastic bags to rouse the sprawled out dogs, just to make sure that they’re sleeping and not dead.