Monday, 8 April 2019

If there is one thing I don't like about Peru, it has to be:

Yes, this is one of the pit bulls that we had and they were just skin and bone as you can see.
Greetings to all you ladies and gentlemen of the world wide web, today we write the day off Monday and for the most of us its the worst day of the week. The weekend has just ended and we are all back in business, as usual, some of you guys might even still be a bit hungover from this weekends adventures. I am usually that guy that gets stuck with that feeling of being hungover for a couple of days and its one out of many reasons why I do not drink alcohol that often anymore. It's fun now and then, but at the same time, I feel too old for that kind of activities. Anyway, I hope you had a great weekend and I feel it's about time for me to get started on today's topic.

There is one thing I have to mention or address before continuing on this post. I am not writing this post because I wish to bash Peru or talk trash about Peruvian, far from it. All I wish or want to do is to point out an aspect of the Peruvian “culture” or way of life that I strongly dislike and I think that anyone with a normal mind would agree with me on this. What I am thinking about here is the general treatment of animals and especially cats and dogs. This is actually a topic that has been a source of both anger and sorrow for me because I have more compassion with “defenceless” animals than I have with humans. I know that it might sound a bit cold or cynical, but that's just how I am as a person.

There is one thing that I feel the need to clarify. I am in no way indifferent to human suffering, even if I come off like that. It's not the case at all. I do get emotional in a situation where I am confronted with people who are in a rough spot in their life. I have always been that guy that gladly gives money and such to both individuals and organizations, but my passion does lay with the animals in this setting. Why? Because they can't fend for them self the same way as a person can and they suffer silently. So ever since we moved to Huaral the first time, we have done as much as we have been able to do. That has mostly been through opening our home to give rescued animals a temporary home and lots of love.

The thing that I do not like about the Peruvian culture is how they treat their pets or the lack of treatment, especially dogs. Every single dog that I see or meet seems to live at best a semi-stray dog's life. They are indoors during the daytime and get kicked out when the sun goes down and the household is getting ready for the night. This is something I really do not like. If you choose to take an animal into your home, it is supposed to be there keeping you company and receiving love from your day as night. You have taken upon your self the responsibility and you should honour it because this dog cant fends for themselves. I see it as borderline animal cruelty the way they keep pets.

This kind of treatment of animals angers me and frustrates me to such a degree that I want to do so much more. I hate to see these poor dogs walk up and down the street hungry and looking for food. Feeling cold and looking for a warm place to sleep. Lonely and looking for some love and attention. Instead, they are ushered out at sundown and has to roam the streets through the night, being harassed by other dog and at worst case scenario, run over by a car or a truck. The worst I have seen is all the times I have gotten a box full of kittens or puppies delivered on my door. This has been kittens or puppies that have been put in a bag and thrown in the river to drown but luckily been found before it was too late. My problem is that I always get so attached to these cute and innocent creatures.

As mentioned, this is a side of Peru that I really do dislike a lot, but at the same time, I am not saying that all Peruvians treats their pets this way. Far from it, to be honest. I know many people who really loves and takes care of their pets in the best possible ways, but my experience tells me that this is a culture in smaller cities and towns. Cause in Lima you rarely see any stray dogs. I have never head about puppies found dumped by the river or something similar. I would say its a small town problem. Their cat or dog gets pregnant and they choose the less stressful solution to the problem, that means dumping them somewhere that is out of sight for them and someones else's problem.

My biggest wish is that I could do something about it. I wish that I could open an animal shelter and that way make sure that the unwanted kittens and puppies could have a safe place to come to. Where we would care for them, feed them and look for a good home for them. Sadly, I am not able to do this alone. I have tried through Facebook to get help to make it happen, but no one seems to be interested in helping poor animals. I do kind of understand it. There are so many good causes to support both national and international so an animal shelter in Peru kind of drowns in the masses so to speak, but I haven't given up on the idea.

Right now I am doing what I can to help stray dogs. I have a few that I feed every day. Last time we lived in Huaral we were acting like an emergency home for rescued cats and dogs. Let's say that the landlord didn't appreciate that part of our living situation. I would say that not appreciating it is an understatement of the century, but we didn't care at all. Animals needed help and we stepped up to the plate as often as we could. What I do remember best were the two pit bulls that got rescued from a training facility for dogs meant for fights. I was so scared and sceptical at first. You know how media like to present dogs like pit bulls? The truth is that my scepticism lasted for only two hours.

From that point and forward it was all joy and love. These two dogs were amazing. They wouldn't leave my side, not even when I went to the toilet. If I moved they moved, if someone came to close to me they went into defence mode and I had to sleep in the living room. I didn't want to take any risks with my son. So for two weeks, I was sleeping on the sofa, with one in the foot end and one on the floor next to me. I actually cried when the new owners came to pick them up. They have a farm not that far from where I live now, but yes it was tough to let them go. I wanted to keep them, but couldn't because of the landlords and their size. These two were huge. Much bigger than I had imagined pit bulls to be.

Anyway, I am kinda getting off track here now. Just by writing this post I feel the frustration coming to the surface and I start to think about all the innocent animals that have had our apartment as a temporary home in the past and I can promise you it has been many. At times hole litters of puppies and kittens. That's a lot of work. All have to be fed by hand. It was stressful at times, but at the same time, I really enjoyed doing it too. I felt like I did something good and helped someone that needed my love if it makes any sense at all. If it was up to me and if I had the funds for it, I would run a shelter out of my own pocket. Who knows, maybe I win some money in the national lottery in the future.

No, I am not asking for help or donations, it's just me rambling and going off topic as usual, but at the same time, it has an important part in it as well. Just hope that I managed to make sense in this post and you got a look into the dark sides of the Peruvian culture. No culture or people are perfect, no one ever demands that. It's just that I love animals, but now I am not a vegan. Never will be either. I know that many with the same type of passion as me has gone vegan, but that lifestyle isn't for me. I need my meat just as much as I need my veggies. Just don't want animals to suffer and be mistreated. People who mistreat animals aren't human in my eyes. Because no one with a heart would ever hurt something that is unable to defend itself, it's just that simple.