when we left co, we left behind three dogs. while this may have been gut wrenching for the kids and bh it was very freeing for me. winey skip over this sentence – i’m not a dog person; i’m pretty happy without them. but we did promise the kids we would get another dog when we got to thailand – i hoped and prayed they’d forget. they didn’t. and in the way that only kids can – they have gone on and on about when are we going to get a dog… you promised we could get another dog. dog this, dog that… dog, dog, dog, dog, dog. so, today we took them to care for dogs – a dog rescue group here in chiang mai. and we found a very, very cute, very, very friendly one year old dog.
adoption is free, they ask for a donation if you are able. which of course, we gave. and then home we went in our rented car. that’s when i noticed that pui – that’s the name he came with – you pronounce it poo-ey, had a large parasite. i snapped this picture before the I realized what it really was …
we had come home with not one, but two dogs. i swear i had said no to two dogs. i had even worked extra hard to make it most obvious that the yes to the one dog had been given very grudgingly. but there they were, two dogs. it seems bh had been taken in by the sad, sad tale of how black puppies are rarely adopted because black dogs are eaten here. this puppy came with the name jeffrey – not very thai sounding at all. it has been changed, the kids have given him the name waan, which they say is pronounced like juan, a11 says it means ‘sweet’ in thai. but everytime i say it all i can think of is how hispanic it sounds – which makes me wonder, do they eat black dog in mexico? and if so, i wonder if someone will send me a good recipe?
oh, and before you get your panties in a wad, I wouldn’t really cook our dog.