There is always a certain amount of so-called animals-parasites, which is inherent to any town. Usually, pigeons, sparrows, crows, ducks, seagulls, mice, rats, and definitely homeless dogs and cats are considered to be this sort of animals.
These creatures in aggregate are a residual biological spasm dissolved in a synthetic post-industrial reality of megalopolises. Their role is undefined and arbitrary, so is the citizens’ attitude to them. Some fulfil their sadistic predilection and declare themselves sweepers scattering poison around the places where these animals live. Others, on the contrary, are full of mercy and compassion. As a rule, government reluctantly performs its punitive function and, striving to be on the safe side, creates conditions for complete disappearance of any useless animals. However, urban animals do stay alive oddly clutching at the urban reality. Indeed, they are of no tangible benefit to the town and thus somehow related to another useless phenomenon – spontaneous street art. Just in the same way all these graffiti, peculiar objects made of rubbish and snowmen tend to occupy all the spots where they are likely to reside.