The Things You See In Yokohama

There were two of them in the pushchair, dressed in frilly white hats and baby blue polo shirts, but it was the mother I noticed first. She was wearing a tight leather mini-skirt, matching boots turned down at the knee, and sunglasses that masked a good half of her face, a pair of bell rope-sized pig-tails swinging from the side. As we passed her children turned their faces towards me. It took another second before I realised they were dogs.