Pet shop

This man advertises himself as seller of cats, dogs, and mice but apart from the two poor caged pups, all he seems to have in stock is birds, and a couple of depressed terrapins in washtubs.
They spend the day on the cobbled and paved confines of Pi Shi Jie (literally, leathermarket street) where I'm currently staying.
His shop is next to the man who sells old radios and TVs. I haven't yet worked out whether they are antiques, second hand or junk. But no-one has seemingly bought any yet. At least, they're all still piled there dirtily, while the two men spend the day talking and playing cards