There
was one thing that made me smile today: the dogs and children in Szabadsag Park. Lots of both of them around there, always.
Man and woman who had met / were hanging out had, respectively, a cute beagle and a fierce pitbull-type. Both went running after the ball they tossed around, and the division of roles was clear: the tough dog would jump up in might and catch the ball mid-air between his jaws - but - when he missed, he ended up nonplussed looking around in the wrong place, while the beagle sniffled around him to where the ball was and triumphantically held it up.
(Tho he then never wanted to let it go, instead running away when boss came to pick it up - leaving the handsome guy running rather foolishly in circles behind him. None of which homegirl seemed to think strange, which I thought was cute.)
Then there was this little girl, who was fearlessly spontaneous. She walked straight up to pitbull-type in curious wonder, wanna caress. Not a good idea, so she was quickly diverted to cute-beagle, who let himself be followed and petted with indifference. But still the big dog held sway, and she kept eyeing it in eagerness, anticipation. In the end mum had to drag her away, holding her wrist - she kept turning around still and protesting. Once she was distracted, however, she was quickly off to a new sight; a boy they knew (I assume), twice her size (like, eight or something), whose hair was freshly cut to near-nonexistence. Hmm, interesting!, so she started kinda caressing his head, feeling how soft it was I suppose.
He too remained supremely unaffected, just going on doing what he was doing, which was something with his friend and two sticks they'd found somewhere. When after quite a long time in the end mom took her away from this attraction too, she ran straight up to a boy with a skateboard (a short boy with tremendously thick glasses, who wasnt actually riding his skateboard but rather pushing it and watching it go). What is that? Can I try it? And off she went.
That girl is gonna be a lot of fun - and get in a lotta trouble - when she grows up
Oh, and then the beagle came running down the field from the other end, and sprintingly grabbed the two boys' stick and ran off, just like that, the two of them flailing after him and running in the circles we'd already seen the owner practice.
That was like four minutes in the life of Szabadsag Square ;-)