Back to the reality

of the strays. Saturday, we paid a long-awaited visit to the community/industrial dogs along the route that V feeds, medicates and manages. Back to the endless cycle of dogs that die and are borned, dogs that injure and recover... dogs who just want to stake a claim on earth for their existence.

In a tone that came from a semi-downtrodeen, semi-cheerful fighter, V commented that the 'fight' to keep the animals alive is endless. The problem repeats, the cycle is vicious, the damage is permanent and there can be no end to this, can there?

But in the midst of this bitterness, the woman finds pleasure in the dogs that prance in delight, play in glee, yelp crazily, tussle with one another jealously. She finds peace in the rural part of a city that eradicates humanity from its social fabric, she finds peace in what she does that does not give her a single cent.




Three puppies at a farm -- the friendliest of the lot among V's route. Under 6 months, one female and two males, and are ready for early-age neutering.


You can tell from her teats, that this mummy dog has given birth, and we don't know where her puppies are. Mummy dog suffers from mange - another killer to all caregivers who ply the unhygienic, forgotten parts of the city.



Our dogs arriving at the sight of V's car and the honk of her horn. Scruffy, in the foreground, always so jolly, despite her repeated pregnancies, the July rain and men who greet them with wires and cages, ready to cull them.



Rottweiler Mama -- Was recently found chained with a heavy metal chain used for construction equipment. V removed the unnecessary shackle and we had to convince the farm owner that chaining is unnecessary, let alone using a metal chain that will burrow a scar around her neck.



One of hernia girl's surviving son. After his mum was supposedly captured and culled, this dog keeps his distance from all humans, but awaits V for his daily nourishment of bread, kibble and meat.



To our horror, this puppy scampered towards us with a face that looked scalded and almost disfigured. V will keep track of his wound. Hopefully, it'll heal naturally and defend itself again infection.






I write this post with a heavy heart, for the problem seems endless. There is just so much we can do with our limited funds and manpower. The only thing that drives our work is the passion, and realisation that things could be better, for sure.

The dogs need our help and their lives, our humane intervention in an environment so harsh and sanitized.

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