US AND THEM.

Rocky is a labrador dog who is owned by Mr Sharma in our residential building. He is well mannered, I meant the dog.
A few mongrel dogs scour our building for the leftovers. They are weak and look like famine struck canines. A small stray pup took a liking to Rocky and wagging his tail would follow Rocky who would like his company. They used to play around in our park chasing each other playfully. One day, Mr Sharma saw this and was livid with anger. He was a discriminatory person.
A few nights back, I was returning from my hospital and I saw Mr Sharma using a big stick to scare the small pup away from the building. As he was about to unleash a blow on the puppy, I stopped my car and stared at him in the most disdainful manner. My stare froze him and worked wonders for the small pup.
I did not say a word. I do not communicate with such low grade mentally deranged people.
Next day, I got a small baby sized belt and tied around the pup's neck. The collar would give him dignity and respect. That was the least I could do.

We play Tennis in a sports complex of our small town. A lot of stray dogs reside in the campus. Sometimes, they playfully chew our tennis nets much to the dismay of our coaches. Otherwise, they hardly bother us.
Mr Varma is greeted by them every morning, His whistles work as a signal for the dogs who just run around happily to him. He carries a small plastic bag with him full of broken as well as unbroken biscuits. He feeds them daily. I respect him a lot. He does not have a family, all he has is the company of dogs in our sports complex. After feeding them, he rushes to his office.
Needless to say, his day goes well blessed by the mute animals.

Where do I figure in this blog?
Incidentally, both of them are patients of mine.
Do I ever discriminate between them?
My upbringing and compassion never allow me to.
The penniless poor patient is given as much as respect and attention by me as much a filthy stinking rich patient would get.
I thrive on wishes and blessings.