Mom just was telling me about what happened today. An official from the Ministry of Health in the biological control department, came by to check the houses in the neighbourhood for mosquito breeding grounds. He came to our house and Mom directed him to the barrels at the back of the house. She said all she heard was screaming and when she rushed out to see what had happened, the she saw the guy on the far side, cowering in fear of our male cat, Kyo, who was asleep on the washing machine. The man exclaimed, "What de hell is dat?! Dat's a cat so big? Yuh lying, woman! Dat cyah be a normal cat! Look how big he head is---like a pit bull!"
Mom said the guy decided against staying to check for mosquitoes since Kyo had by then cracked an eyelid to observe him, and that freaked the man out. rofl
N.B. cyah is Trinidadian dialect for can't.
