Dogs have a tough life
There are an incredible number of homeless dogs wandering around the streets and countryside in Mexico. Bands of dogs of all shapes and sizes roam around looking for food, breaking plastic bags of rubbish thrown by irresponsible citizens into the street, and eating whatever they can find. Females wander around looking for a way to feed their young, and so a dog's life begins and ends on the street. To make it worse it is common for people to gift a puppy to someone and then that someone decides they don't want it and, in many cases, they just leave it on the side of the road to fend for itself. Every time a female goes on heat there is a queue of dogs waiting to follow their instincts. The result is seen in the mixed colors and size of the next generation. So many different types of dog all mixed up produce what's known as a real street dog, they all look the same.
Everyone has dogs here, mostly for security reasons. Breeding dogs is big business but fortunately there are plenty of people who will go to the dog pound and rescue at least one. The rest, who get rounded up off the street, will either have to wait patiently for a caring owner or end up being sacrificed. It's a massive problem. Every single day dogs get killed on the motorway, the bypass that goes round Cuernavaca, which is really part of the Mexico City to Acapulco motorway. Huge lorries thunder downhill going south, stagger uphill going north, and the traffic weaves its way round them. Travelling anywhere around Cuernavaca is a challenge, not just for the dogs who dart out into the traffic at any time, but also for us, the drivers, and the daily pile-ups that occur, making getting to work a constant trial.
|my xoloscuincle, with hair and floppy natural ears|
|little Jack, getting older and deafer, 15 years old this year|