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decreaseIn Thailand dogs are everywhere,
Scratching fleas and shedding hair.
Males are never much henpecked;
Copulation runs unchecked.
Puppies in the streets are squashed
As often as my shirt is washed.
Packs of mongrel curs defy
The right-of-way of passersby.
No one owns these wretched beasts,
Living off their garbage feasts.
Buddhists hold all life divine;
Rabid dogs can breed like swine.
How I wish these mutts would cease
Living in the Buddha’s peace.
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October 21, 2009, 16:51
I recently took on two puppies from a Bhuddist wat. On my soi most of us have dogs. It is fair to say that my neighbours are crazy about their pets. They are fed the finest food, shampooed, clipped and generally adored. There is a sense of compitition over who has the most attractive hounds.
As for soi dogs. I read somewhere recently (it may have been on this website), that there are groups of Thais that patrol the streets at night, shoot the dogs, and send the meat up to Isaan for human consumption.