You can find lots of animals doing their animal business all the time in the countrysides of Asia. My personal least favorite might be dogs barking incessantly to themselves. One such pup was really pitching a fit the other day, the little yappy jerk. It was late afternoon and I wondered what the fuss was about. When I spied the little doggo, he was bathed in the glow before sunset, anxiously bounding about the base of a shrine facing east. He was very much alone, and insistent. For the first time in my life I felt sympathy for a tiny dog’s incessant noise-making. Who doesn’t want to yell at the gods sometimes?