Mary

 

After snapping a few shots of this little one, I walked a distance away… Before noticing that a giant dog had started to approach the cats in the area!

Startled and worried for the safety of the cats, I wanted to head back and try some means to chase the dog away. (Now that I think about it, I think the cats would have laughed at my efforts. Seriously, stamping my feet? Waving my hands? Which dog would be afraid of THAT?) In my mind, the dog was the evil aggressor, the bad guy who must be stopped at all costs, the bully who must be taught a lesson.

As fate would have it, a lady who works around the area happened to be returning to office, and was walking past the area. Recognizing the dog and cats, she immediately made a loud hissing sound.

“PSST! MARY! DON’T DISTURB THE CATS AH!”

“Mary?” I looked at the huge mongrel, almost 3 times the size of any cat in the area. It looked like anything but a Mary.

She turned to me with kindly eyes. “Ya, we all call her Mary. She big big but actually she very scared one. She just wants to make friends with the cats! She never dare to do anything to them.”

So saying, the lady gave one more click of her tongue in the direction of the animals before continuing her way. And sure enough, the dog – Mary – had backed away. The felines, ever cautious, maintained their defensive positions, but it did not look like WW3 was going to erupt any time soon.

I could not help but keep smiling in amusement for a while after that.

Mary?