I was sitting at a cafe in Hanoi, politely minding my own business when a nice western family came in to the cafe. The mother and father walked in first followed by their wobbling 2 year old daughter.
I gave her a big smile and a wave. Then she started pointing at me yelling, “pussy, pussy.” A little shocked at first, I quickly figured out that she was pointing to the cat that I did not realize was sitting on the chair next to me.
She then walked up to it, touched it and said, “I like cat, pussy.”