Unfortunately, he's not really that cute...

Here he is. Yep, our new little pet. Most people in china want miniature dogs. But not us. We look at it as one of life's little blessings. He came to us through divine providence of some sort, since his chances of making to our happy apartment were pretty improbable. He had to fly through two sets of windows (which presumably he thought was still just more clear sky) before he smashed into my bedroom window with a thud and a sudden lifeless drop. When i curiously looked out, there he was. Our little dazed, confused, fat, disease carrying city rat. His wing is broken. And since he cant fly, and we are too nervous to pick up an anxious, flapping, disease ridden pigeon, he will stay on our balcony porch for an undetermined amount of time. At least until our favorite little student, Planet, who "loves birds" comes to carry him away. So for now, we see it as being foster parents, for one of natures ugly, more unwanted and always neglected children. And the school says we cant have pets. but what they dont know cant hurt them. suckers.