Diamond Dog
Little things make the Fatt happy. As you may know, stray dogs are everywhere in Thailand. Some of them look quite fit and healthy, others are flea-bitten, hairless mutts. As they live on the street they are generally called 'soi dogs'. Usually they have a happy disposition - at least during the day in Bangkok when it's too hot to do much other than laze on the sidewalk.
Personally, I have no problem with them if they don't give me any problems. Fatt loves dogs but is very careful with those here in case they have rabies. Anyhow, for ages now we've been trying to befriend the dogs who reside on the grounds of our block. They're not strays exactly, but neither is it clear who owns them.
First there's Deng (meaning 'red' in Thai). He's about 5 years old, looks ok and was probably quite handsome when younger. He used to completely ignore us. The first time we gave him a juicy bone to chew on, the security guard had to push the poor dog towards us to accept it! Comedy! Now he will come up to us if he thinks we have food for him. He'll even tolerate being patted. Deng is the father of:
Bobby - a handsome light coloured mutt. (Actually we think Deng is the father of a lot of other dogs around the soi who all bear a remarkable family resemblance). Bobby acts like a guard dog - in a way. He'll follow strangers around the complex and if you look at him, he'll bark. If you turn away, he'll bark. If you face him and move towards him, he'll scamper off in fright. Bobby has cock-eyes which can make him look very strange. He's got good sitting posture though. He'll only let the security guards stroke him.
And then there's Diamond Dog. Diamond Dog is black and white with a white patchy diamond on her forehead. Fatt reckons she's about 7 or 8 years old. She only comes sporadically to the complex and will lie outside the gate minding her own business. But if you show any interest in her, she'll come trotting up, wagging her tail with sweet friendliness. We gather from the guard she's already been sterilised ("luuk may daay"). We've never given her any food, nor has she seen us give food to Deng or Bobby. She's just a lovely, sweet dog who enjoys being petted. So now a can of frankfurters is waiting for her.
It's the little things like being able to pet a sweet dog that makes the Fatt happy.
Personally, I have no problem with them if they don't give me any problems. Fatt loves dogs but is very careful with those here in case they have rabies. Anyhow, for ages now we've been trying to befriend the dogs who reside on the grounds of our block. They're not strays exactly, but neither is it clear who owns them.
First there's Deng (meaning 'red' in Thai). He's about 5 years old, looks ok and was probably quite handsome when younger. He used to completely ignore us. The first time we gave him a juicy bone to chew on, the security guard had to push the poor dog towards us to accept it! Comedy! Now he will come up to us if he thinks we have food for him. He'll even tolerate being patted. Deng is the father of:
Bobby - a handsome light coloured mutt. (Actually we think Deng is the father of a lot of other dogs around the soi who all bear a remarkable family resemblance). Bobby acts like a guard dog - in a way. He'll follow strangers around the complex and if you look at him, he'll bark. If you turn away, he'll bark. If you face him and move towards him, he'll scamper off in fright. Bobby has cock-eyes which can make him look very strange. He's got good sitting posture though. He'll only let the security guards stroke him.
And then there's Diamond Dog. Diamond Dog is black and white with a white patchy diamond on her forehead. Fatt reckons she's about 7 or 8 years old. She only comes sporadically to the complex and will lie outside the gate minding her own business. But if you show any interest in her, she'll come trotting up, wagging her tail with sweet friendliness. We gather from the guard she's already been sterilised ("luuk may daay"). We've never given her any food, nor has she seen us give food to Deng or Bobby. She's just a lovely, sweet dog who enjoys being petted. So now a can of frankfurters is waiting for her.
It's the little things like being able to pet a sweet dog that makes the Fatt happy.
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