As we waddled back to the taxi, I suddenly spotted an orange and white cat walking through the shadows to my left.
"Kitty!" I shouted to Tryskuit and Soundarya, the other cat lovers in the group. Then, as the others watched with bemusement, the three of us dashed over to meet her.
This is she and, as you can see, she is pregnant.
Tryskuit gives the pregnant orange cat a scritch.
A black kitten appears in front of a door. Soundarya strolls over to say "hi," hoping to give it a scritch, too.
Then we all climb back into the taxi. Manju drives us into the midst of the elephants of the steamy India night.