So on Saturday morning, we packed up a half-eaten bag of dog food, a worn collar, a brand new bottle of shampoo and a host of leftover medication, and headed up north.
I expected to see dogs in their own pens and some cats roaming about but boy was I surprised. The moment I opened the car door, a friendly mongrel face pushed his way onto my lap for a bit of TLC.
Once we entered the building, we were surrounded by packs of dogs, all hoping for some attention.
And forget the pens. It turns out that Noah's Ark's 800 over dogs all roam free on some 10 hectares of land.
Not all the dogs came to us though. Appearantly those that did had been cared for by humans before. Others were quite happy to snooze in the afternoon sun.
These guys were behind a fence but the gate to the compound is wide open. This is one of the "territorial" areas. Although there are no barriers stopping the dogs from roaming all over, they have established certain territorial boundaries. Only a handful are able to cross into another area without getting into trouble.
But interestingly enough, if it rains, they will let any dog take shelter with them. Better than some humans, eh?
One of them is Toby, my mom's favourite. At a certain point of our walk, she joined us and lead us around the compound as if she owned the place.
This is my favourite. I don't know his/her name but she is such a sweetie. She looks ordinary but she came nosing for a pat and she's got lovely fur. I would have played with her longer but another dog chased her away.
And they are not called Noah's Ark for nothing. In addition to the dogs, they also have 400 cats (sorry no pics), a couple of monkeys, horses and guinea pigs.
How did they come by their horses? Well, once the horse gets too old for work at the turf club or zoo, they are shot and fed to other animals. These are some of the lucky ones.
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