This is the first third world country I've been to where you don't see packs of dogs roaming the streets. I just found out why.
Yesterday Viet and I descided to take some time to befriend his aunts dog who always barked at us ferociously. We were successful, and soon had a new friend.
This morning, the dog ran away and we just recieved word from a neighbor that it was hit over the head and captured for meat. Pretty sad.
I tried cow brain last night...but I don't think I'll be eating any dog!
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