But looking at them in their cages. And staring at them more longer makes me more curious. I saw the stickes in their cages. I saw their breed, gender, and their birthdatess. It was disturbing that some of them are atleast 2 years old and are not yet adopted or bought from the pet shop (I think I am assuming that they'd be brought right away when they were younger and cuter..hehehe) Eventually I found myself annoyingly disturbed that I didn't realized that they are envious of the horse roaming around, while they're trapped in glass walls. Suddenly I felt a pang of pain and a rush of saddness. I felt ridiculous that I laughed at them.
And then I realized the store was being filled with people, I got excited that minutes later our hysteria and laugher we caught several groups and a family's attention. So I guess, we've done a good deed after all.