As I was driving to work this morning, I was stuck behind an auto with an unusual occupant – a dog. It was sticking its head out of the side of the auto and generally taking in the sights and smells of a damp Chennai rush hour. We were going on a one-way street, and the auto was on the right hand side of the street.
At this point, another dog was lazily making its way by the side of the road, moving against the traffic and minding its own business while keeping a nostril out for any intruders. Suddenly, it caught scent of the dog in the auto and stopped in its tracks. The auto, though only crawling along, was moving nevertheless, and left in its wake a very confused dog wondering where that whiff of intruder had come from. It looked around, and over its shoulder, caught a glimpse of the dog in the auto withdrawing its muzzle rather hastily to avoid hitting a telephone pole. It then continued on its way, looking rather disgruntled. I could swear that it was shaking its head thinking, “What is this world coming to? Dogs in autos? What will they think of next?”