I saw a dog outside our hostel just now. It was wounded. Somebody gave it a good lashing on its right leg. It was hungry, I could tell from its form. It was skinny. I hope people would not hurt it. It was afraid, wouldn't look me in the eyes. Being in an unfamiliar place, people trying to lash you (or kill you); I could only imagine the fear. I hope it would find its way home, or somebody would take it away and give it a home. God bless you, pup.