W: “My uncle has a new dog.” (Wayan, his family, and parents all live in the same family compound with his uncle and his family, but they live in different houses). “I complain to uncle. Dog poop everywhere and bring mud in my house.”
D: “Oh, so you didn’t get a new dog, your uncle did instead?”
W: “Yes, Pak David, only uncle has dog now. When I had dog, he complain to me. Now I can complain!”
D: “Wayan, why dogs?”
W: “Must have dog in Bali.”
D: “For what?”
W: “To protect!”
D: “From what? What for?”
W: “Forrrrr… forrrrr… for like classic protection, you know, Dogs.” (We’re both laughing now). “Actually, I don’t like dog. I hate cleaning up dog poop, dog print, but when my dog die, Pak David, I cry. I really cry! My kid too, crying all day.”
