Dogs at Areyonga

It breaks my heart to look at some of these dogs at Areyonga.  There are a couple that hang around the accommodation on the community a large one with long legs and sad face and a small one with short legs and a long coat.  It is now 21:30 at the temperature outside feels like it is in single digits.  There is a bit of drizzle in the air and a cold wind.  The little dog is sleeping on a chair on the verandah, wrapped tightly to keep out the wind.  The larger dog has vanished.  I’m guessing it wandered off trying to find somewhere warm and dry to sleep.  

Every time I come out here I see them.  Every time I think whether I should take them back to live with me.  I don’t know if someone owns them but I do think that I could give them a better bed.  Their life however is generally good, while they might not have enough food or a warm place to sleep, the have a life of freedom.  They aren’t locked up and can wander around as much as they like exploring everywhere.  They’ve never seen a backyard or been tied down.  I guess I come from a different world to the one out here.  As much as it hurts to see these dogs their days are warm and it is only when the weather is harsh that I expect they don’t enjoy it out here.  That said, maybe on my next visit I’ll decide differently.