Looking for Bông (Vietnam)

I knew the only shy girl in Saigon. Then I discovered that all I needed to do was to ask about her cat. Her cat was called Bông. It means cotton, though the cat was neither white, nor was it light. But fluffy it was. The girl would be happiest when talking about Bông. Her favourite story was about Bông’s fondness for a bird that always showed up at their windows at the same time of the day. The…