Cats with Ropes

Under a stair, three or four Vietnamese people were chatting arond a woman selling soy milk.
It's today's morning.

Next to the big pot, the end of a very thin rope was a little kitty. I gazed her for a while, she moved slightly and naively. Such a cute creature, I thought. And I knew I couldn't stay longer
My schedule was a little tight and I couldn't think more about WHY a kitty need to be tied for a long time (of course, I think I know)...since they must be a kind of animal enjoy plenty of being alone, unlike dogs. I was sorry for her really. These people may start to notice me, but they just kept going their dialogues. One kitty losing the freedom was nothing special as the soymilk everywhere.

Then I went to market to buy flowers, next to a fruit stand, I saw a cat, who was very happy and ran up and down on a stair and also went back her home, a small box, for a while.
I couldn't help but was affected by her pleasing style at that moment, so I touched her fur and so soft and comfortable. I was happy too.

No difference, she was tied with a rope.

................I cannot draw any conclusions here and it's unnecessary.

Just cats and ropes in Vietnam.