Generally speaking, Taiwanese people love cute things. They obsess over cute things. In fact, the very first thing I saw after I landed in this country was a Hello Kitty jumbo jet. Really. Cutesy pie cartoons are everywhere. People of all ages wear cartoons on their clothing, and I can’t seem to find a wallet without a bastardized version of Mickey Mouse on it. I even see clothing with cute literally written all over it. But for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. The love of cuteness can be very sinister.
People here love to carry tiny dogs around with them. The main reason is that the dogs are cute, but another reason is that small dogs just work better in apartments. So when a dog is no longer cute, and no longer small, it’s time for it to move out.
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The dogs survive off of the goodwill of restaurant owners who leave leftovers on the street. But when it comes to medical attention, it seems like nobody can help. A few months ago, I saw a very skinny dog with a shriveled-up front paw hopping across the street. It was such a sad sight, and I wondered how long he had to live. I just saw the same dog again today, but there is nothing I can do to help.
Every time it storms, or there is talk of a typhoon coming, I think about the poor dogs that are hungry, scared and cold just because they grew up.
I should mention that many individuals do adopt or care for strays. There are even small-scale rescue facilities, but only a small percentage of strays ever get help.
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