
I’m with Silas down at Coogee Beach. There’s an alcohol ban in the
park behind the beach so the rummies hang out at the bus shelter next
to the park. There’s a bench seat around the side of the shelter
where they can sit without getting in the way of the people waiting for
the bus. I’m walking by with Silas when one of them comes over to me
and she asks me a surprise question:
“How many pounds is six and a half kilos?”
I mentally divide 6.5 by 0.453 and answer:
“Ummm … about fourteen pounds.”
She’s not happy with this answer. It seems she’d told the others that
she had a six and half kilo baby and they had been telling her that
she had got the weight wrong. I suggest that maybe her baby had been
six and a half pounds, but she’s still sure that it was six and half
kilos.
Meanwhile, another one of her group has come over. He announces to
everyone:
“Watch this! I can make this dog my friend for life!”
Now, on a difficulty scale from 1 to 10, making friends with Silas is
about a two, but he has a special technique involving getting down on
his hands and knees and putting his face really close to Silas’ nose.
Startled, Silas leaps back and keeps his distance from the
crazy human. I reassure Silas and eventually he lets this man pat him
and he is able to declare his technique a success.