I have often wondered how much a Bali Street Dog would go for, not only street price, but as in a new yet endangered and rare must have price scenario.
On an Island of import export, just about anything arrives and leaves, tourists in tourism out, raw wood in, multicolored wooden penises out, foreign breed dogs in and Bali Street dogs rarely out. As more and more Goldies, Bullies, Rotties, Silkies and Huskies are imported with their foreign owners, as many are being locally bred for local sale. These breeds are seen as rare, at least for now, so they are as attractive as a Saturn sapphire. The local street dog is in absolute abundance, you can even pluck one from a drain, so the desire to see them as a diamond in the ruff is rather obscured by their obvious girth. Maybe when their weighty numbers have shrunk to a waif like size, they will be sought for their uniqueness and elevated to that rarefied status and level only reserved for those breeds with official names. But I guess that’s like wishing the Dodo bird and Tyrannosaurus Rex would suddenly reappear to amuse and scare us all, all at the same time. Everything becomes extinct; no problem with that at all, that’s the reality of life. But it’s the method of their extinction that is somewhat troubling, somewhat like choosing to eat dog but torturing it mercilessly before consumption. It seems to be a stretch too far to expect respect for something before it is jettisoned off and down the toilet bowl of oblivion. The chance of Bali Street Dogs becoming a wholesale export commodity is as unrealistic as a cure for death.
So, before the Bali Street Dog is dumped into the sewer of history, there must be a Balinese equivalent of American movie megastar George Clooney somewhere on beautiful Bali. A superstar who can lift what is an iconic Island timepiece to heights that will ensure the next generation will firmly grasp and protect and hold and keep close, a jewel that has always been here been there and been around them, everywhere.