Material for a blog in Shanghai is a pretty easy task, simply walk down the street and you’re bound to walk into some sort of funny business – whether you were searching for it or not.
And so it was a joyous occasion last week when I came across a small-ish pooch wearing a pink dress. The hilarity I was keeping inside was more than enough to fill this blog for another entry. Being a guy who appreciates privacy I asked the canine’s owners if I could take a few snaps, of which they obliged, and we made small talk about the dog’s name which was ‘small something’ – I didn’t get the second part of the name in Chinese.
Anywho, as I bent down and took out my camera to take a few pictures the pup snapped. The angry bark took me by surprise but I reacted calmly – dogs are bound to get pissed at strangers, right? I took a step back to give the dog some room but that wasn’t enough, he(or she) went for my shoes and started having a good angry gnaw.
The owner started yelling in Chinese at the dog and tried to brush it off while I tried to keep my composure – but the dog wasn’t calming down. It was at about this time I remembered reading a recent article about rabies in China – it’s not uncommon for infections to happen here. Okay, maybe not here in Shanghai, but I wasn’t really thinking of the details at this point.
I half thought of kicking the dog but that would definitely mean being barred from doggy heaven. So what I did was give my leg a shake and run for the hills. Yes, my cankles ran away as fast as they could from a dog in a skirt. A pink skirt. A pink skirt with frills.
To the dog owner’s credit he did try and call me back to say it was okay – but I wasn’t having a bar of it. Luckily the canine gave up after about 40 metres – my peak distance. Any further and I would have been done for.
I did happen to take a rather bad snap of the culprit though. Bloggers, beware:
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