I’m a dog and I live in Melaque, Mexico.
Life here is pretty easy, I lay in the dirt most of the day, that is until one of those big auto whatsits comes by and tries to run me down. I just lay here in the shade or sometimes in the sun because I’m too lazy to move. I spend my time trying to bite fleas as that gives me some food to eat.
When it’s not too hot I get together with some of my amigos and we wander the neighbourhood looking for undefended garbage cans. We like to turn them over, not just for the fun of it, but because we may find a little food.
I’m mostly ignored by the people who own me. If the family has food I am the last on the list to get some. But somehow I get by.
Some of my friends have nice owners. They get taken care of and visit the vet for medicine to make them better. Some come back barking with a squeaky voice because they have some part lopped off which doesn’t sound like too much fun. They get fed well and some of the lady perros even get to wear little dresses.
The best time of the day for me is in the dark hours when humans are asleep. Then I can howl and bark all I want because they are too sleepy to try to shut me up. Sometimes, I howl because I stepped on a scorpion, that’s also not fun.
I hear that some humans like to “rescue” us and take us to Canada so we can have a better life. I also heard that they only keep us for a while, then get tired of us and put us with the SPCA where, after a while, because they can’t find enough homes for us, we get put down. I don’t know why that is, but it doesn’t seem like too much fun either.
I think I’ll take a pass if possible. I’ll keep myself clean and tidy so that the do-good people don’t pick me up and haul me off. Some of my friends have been adopted by Norteños and found nice homes but most of them end up dead.
It’s a fad to say “I have a rescue dog” but really it’s only making that person feel better about themselves for a while and we perros pay for it. Perhaps we need a union. I did finally take a chance and got adopted and am happy now.
I remember years ago when we used to spend time in Melaque seeing starving dogs everywhere , there was a warning notice put out for tourists to keep their pets in as they were putting these starving dogs down , probably a blessing in the end….🤗
Our Sunday morning entertainment reading.about the poor Mexican puppies be anxious to see who you adopted.
I seriously disagree! I have many friends who have Mexican rescues and none of them….I repeat…NONE of them have given up their dogs. They are great owners who have dealt with their pets’ multitude of health & behavioral issues in order to give their pets the best life ever. This takes not just adequate financial resources, but patience, dedication, and above all else, LOVE. I have traveled in Mexico since the late ’80s and I have witnessed so much neglect, cruelty and abuse that no animal should have to bear. I personally returned from Mexico with a beautiful beach dog & delivered her to her new family. It was an amazing experience & you could see the joy in Mia’s eyes when we got through customs. Five years later, she is thriving in her new environment on the Sunshine Coast. Makes me proud!
Sorry Margie I wasn’t dissing rescue dog owners but the SPCA does have far too many dogs that are adopted and then taken to the pound. I know people such as yourself who adopt dogs and look after them lovingly. Unfortunately there are also people who do this as a fad. They see others adopting and don’t want to be left out.