Books involving dog rescue are so inspirational. This one is about someone who first has to save himself from drugs and alcohol before going on a crusade to save street dogs in Thailand. And the dogs really needed saving. For those who avoid books where to dog dies in the end, he seems to not lay on the suffering too heavy, and I seem to remember only once where a dogs death covered in detail but in a way that really makes it worthwhile. Often, he writes of lessons he learned by the dogs’ examples and what a person can accomplish. The lessons he learns from dogs are ones us dog owners already know, but as for me I never get tired of hearing them. I will provide some quotes that I really enjoyed from the book.
When he was still in the midst of his addictions, he got a dog. Here is how it affected him:
‘And the uncomplicated buzz I experienced when he seemed to enjoy my attention on him lit up my soul. I felt something that I wasn’t really used to without the use of drugs or alcohol — I felt happiness.’
More thoughts on dogs from the book. Thoughts we have heard before, but I always enjoy:
‘He was like another limb, an adorable, fluffy loyal one If Snoop was with me, he’d be happy. He didn’t look for, anything or anyone else; being by my side made him w alk tall and proud. I know that sounds incredibly egotistical of me, but some dogs are just like that with their owners They're the only animals I know who love their human owners more than they even love themselves.’
Hearing of condition of dogs there, it is impossible to be unmoved.
‘I wasn’t sure how many of them even survived. It could be heartbreaking to see some of the states they were in. Ridden with fleas and worms, infected with ticks, frequently they seemed injured, hobbling. Usually by either a whack from a car, fighting with each other over scarce food, or even from snake attacks.
And yet the will to live and their spirits were amazingly unbroken, despite their tough lives. A dog might limp up to me with a horrible injury, and yet still be able to look at me, wide eyed and curious, with love and trust, and muster a tail wag somehow.’
He starts feeding them on a regular basis. We know dogs can be creatures of habit.
‘After just a couple of days of doing this I realised the dogs were waiting for me as soon as they heard the bike engine. ‘Hey little fellas,’ ’'d grin, seeing them jump up and obviously glad to see me. Their welcomes were so warm and unconditional. I realised how awful it would be if I didn’t appear the next day, if I broke the routine and they were left waiting for me. I imagined their little downcast faces, pawing at the mud. I didn’t want to let them down.’
Then comes the dream:
‘With fire in my belly that I hadn’t felt for years, I stayed up long into the night dreaming up my ludicrously ambitious aim — to help 10,000 dogs every month. If you were to ask me why I pulled out that particular target from my head, the truthful answer is, Iam not really sure. I'd love to say there was some scientific, well thought-out reason for it, but there really wasn't. It just happened to be a big number that I could understand (like 10,000 daily steps or a 10k run) and one that although seemed terrifyingly daunting at that point, I still felt might be achievable, within the realms of possibility.’
What really makes this book good is how he brings in the personality of so many dogs. He does that with naming them and in short powerful descriptions:
‘Instead, I’d started coming up with my own slightly silly ways of identifying the different packs I was feeding, like the Originals, the first pack of four dogs I met who lived at the top of the hill in the jungle. There was Mum, Dad and their two adorable puppies. All beautiful brown and black creatures with a bit of Alsatian in the mix from the look of it. Because they were so remote they were always absolutely starving. They were noble creatures, and exceptionally wary of people, but I was slowly winning them over one day at a time.
Then there was the pair | dubbed the Quiet Couple, an impeccably well-mannered husband and wife (or so I liked to imagine) duo who lived on the jungle’s edge. Inseparable from each other, they were heart-meltingly adorable, and would always want hugs and cuddles from me after their dinner.’
The moving story bit where a dog dies is about a dog named Tyson. I think people who avoid books where the dog dies miss out on a lot of great books.
‘My former life was always about being selfish, about lying to get my next drink, about making excuses for my actions, excuses for my failings. But now I was there for this soul as he passed. It felt like Tyson was absolutely reinforcing everything that I wanted to do, and I told him very clearly that I was going to do hard and incredible work in his name. Finally, I said to him, ‘People will remember you, Tyson.’’
A few more quotes:
‘When I think back to that broken dog hours from death and smelling of rotten flesh, I just can’t comprehend it’s the same dog. Her comeback and transition to where she is now is astonishing. If she can do it, so can you. ‘
‘The dogs would all come from different areas, but I remembered this one girl would always hang around on the outskirts of the pack. Never pushing herself forward. She was shy, quiet, reserved. She brought no drama to anyone. She knew her place and was grateful for anything. There are millions of dogs like her.’
Especially powerful when you put in the effort and money to save a dog that is pretty far gone”
‘I said goodnight to him, and shut the door, feeling certain he would be dead come the morning. I felt sorry that I'd never get to know him and wondered where I would need to dig his burial patch the next day.
I slept fitfully that night, and by 6 am I was wide awake and ready to face whatever state I was going to find him in. It was still dark at that time when I drove to the sanctuary. On arrival and bracing myself, I opened the door to his kennel ... and was stunned to find he was still breathing. Somehow, he’d survived the night. And then he made it through another one, and then another one. I spent four days convinced I would find him dead the next time, but he was just hanging in there, against all expectations.’
So, you cry at times while reading it end up appreciating the book and the person who is working to save all the dogs.