It may be very hard to believe, but the people of Bali do not sit around all day in villages and urban areas, scheming plotting and planning all manner of known and novel ways to carry out cruelty upon the Bali Dog. Most of those who rightfully identify with being real Islanders that generational populace of labelled Balinese, are way too busy trying to survive on a land that is becoming the festering footprint of foreign influence.
Let’s take the labels off and accept that this whole species of every shape size and cultural ethnicity has certainly succeeded in reaching the pinnacle of cruelty dished out on every other species, we can certainly attest to that. But let’s also admit that it’s easier to focus a jaundiced eye and point an accusing finger at a problem that we have had a rather large hand in making.
Anyway, back to labeling. It has been very heartening to observe that the Bali Street Dog, anjing Bali, anjing lokal, anjing liar, is surviving and thriving, especially away from the foreigner invaded areas. We have been fortunate to witness that they and Bali people are just doing what they have always done in community life.
Yep, puppies die, old dogs die, people die and things happen, that’s life.
What is not missed, are the very real influences and stressors that foreign matter in all its guises has inflicted upon the relationship that Bali her people and the Bali Dog have simply had, forever.