Month: August 2015

DOG WITH SEVERE HEAD INJURY

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The dog in the picture was admitted to Krupa Animal Hospital with a serious head injury. The skull had a huge gash with the flesh totally exposed and one eye gouged out. Yet the little one was bravely moving about and wagging its tail. The wounds were so deep and infected that it took several weeks of dedicated care and attention to bring about some improvement. Now the wounds are slowly but surely healing and the little dog is holding on bravely.

Are street dogs really mad?

Every unfortunate dog on the street is labeled as mad and people scream to kill it. This is a gem from the 16th century English Poet Oliver Goldsmith. The poem wakes you up with a start pointing out how judgmental humans are towards animals with no one to advocate their cause.

An Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog (1766)

Good people all, of every sort,
Give ear unto my song;
And if you find it wondrous short,
It cannot hold you long.

In Islington there was a man,
Of whom the world might say
That still a godly race he ran,
Whene’er he went to pray.

A kind and gentle heart he had,
To comfort friends and foes;
The naked every day he clad,
When he put on his clothes.

And in that town a dog was found,
As many dogs there be,
Both mongrel, puppy, whelp and hound,
And curs of low degree.

Dog and man at first were friends;
But when a pique began,
The dog, to gain some private ends,
Went mad and bit the man.

Around from all the neighbouring streets
The wondering neighbours ran,
And swore the dog had lost his wits,
To bite so good a man.

The wound it seemed both sore and sad
To every Christian eye;
And while they swore the dog was mad,
They swore the man would die.

But soon a wonder came to light,
That showed the rogues they lied:
The man recovered of the bite,
The dog it was that died.