I like to take different paths and routes to get to the slum area of where I volunteer, as there are many walk ways alleys and streets that all intertwine. I have grown to see that a few cows, buffaloes, and bulls have specific neighborhoods that they like, perhaps because they get fed from the people. This one in particular I see almost every day that I volunteer. He is big, slow, and desensitized to almost everything. In this photo I was astonished to see the small children dancing around and behind this big beast as if it were the family pet. But this bull doesn’t belong to anyone, it just roams freely where he wants, when he wants, perhaps all its life, born on the streets and will die on the streets.