It must have been quite a shock to realize that the hard way, as so many people have (including me). About two years ago, as I went onto the highway (the one on which Multiplaza is on) by car, I looked out of the window, and saw something which paralyzed me to the core. As the car approached the turn-off, I saw a shapeless dark figure crumpled on the side of the road. As the car went nearer, I saw a face so distorted and flattened that it was nearly unrecognizable. But then I saw the snout, and the bloodstained red eyes, and all I wanted to do was look away, but I couldn’t. There are no words to describe what I felt, and what I saw.

What is to blame is human ignorance and cruelty. I find it terrible how ignorant people adopt a puppy when it is all cute and adorable, thinking that it will stay that way, and then, when it suddenly grows, they find that it is a nuisance, and decide to get rid of it by abandoning it on the road.

These dogs then must continue their already emotionally devoid and miserable life by dedicating themselves purely to trying to survive. They must learn to hide in the shadows, as pedestrians kick and abuse of the dogs because of their cruel and sadistical mindset. This takes a toll on them. Have you ever seen a street dog up close? If you manage to get close enough to one, you will notice his fearful eyes, and servile expression. Most street dogs won’t even let you get near them, seeing you as another attacker, and will dash off, tails between their legs.

Most dogs you find on the road have been subjected to this, and (ironically) you’ll find that many of these street dogs are dogs of a fine race, or the offspring of such dogs.

Life as a street dog pounds the spirit away from even the strongest of dogs. At home I have two street dogs, and as happy as they are now, they have never fully recovered from their previous life. Mutt, for example, a black labrador-mix, goes completely mad around food, because at one time, she was starved and whipped by previous owners, and thrown onto the streets. She also flinches whenever you lift your hand, or attempt to pat her, most likely remembering previous abuse experiences.

I must say that I am impressed by the way you feel. Not very many people feel bad about street dogs… most simply regard them as problems. I am glad to see that there are a few people in this planet that care about such lowly creatures. God bless you.