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Abused Abandoned Jungle Dogs.
Tomorrow no# 1's brother will make another
delivery to the nuns at The Monkey Temple.
Today no# 1's sister is taking her around so
she can gather all the goodies for the dogs.
Refilling the first-aid kit is an important issue.
Maybe in a week or so I will be taken to the
monkey temple by no# 1's brother. This plan
is still up in the air right now.
Yesterday I spent most of the day in the hospital
due to complications from the latest broken bones.
Upon my return the computer was fired up and
a flickr mail was found waiting to be read -
A former follower has said ,
-"they are tired of commenting
and getting a 'nasty reply back !"
This knocked the wind right out of my sails...........
It also got me to thinking about the last 6 years of
caring for all the temple dogs.
The relentless dangers involved in just getting out
there and back. The continued road rage that must
be dealt with on the worlds most dangerous roads.
The cobras, pythons, crazed apes, disease infected
insects, poisonous plants, a budget so thin it looks
like a mosquitoes ass stretched over a rain barrel,
monsoons, crossing flooded washed out roads, many
broken bones and lacerations, severe infections
threatening life an limb, leaving a warm bed at 5AM
again and again regardless of weather conditions .
Lugging around heavy camera equipment in order
to document the on going dog saga here in the hot
humid steamy jungle. An environment that stinks to
high heaven from rotting foliage and monkey poop !
An environment where your first mistake will most
likely be your last mistake !
If my replies aren't PC, so be it. I'm "Not" a PC kind of guy.
I'm the guy who's always called to go in and get someone
out of a place that's way to dangerous for anyone else to go !
Why do I continue to care for the temple dogs ?
For peace of mind, and my love of animals.
Will I continue ? Of course I will.
But, I've also decided to take a brake from posting.
If I have offended anyone please except my apology.
In a week or so if no# 1's brother can transport me back
out to the temple I'll post new photos and text if possible.
At this point I want to humbly thank all of you who continue
to post your comments and of course donate to the cause.
The photos and text are done especially for you ............;-)
Thank You.
Jon&Crew.
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
I’m writing to you today to share
the story of a very special dog.
All the rescued dogs out here
at the temple are special but
today Miss Legs gets top billing.
Along with her litter mates, DJ
and Pumpkin she was stuffed
into a fertilizer bag and dumped
in a roadside ditch here in the
unruly and dangerous jungle !
Their life expectancy was now
down to a few days if not hours.
Luckily they were spotted and taken under
the caring hands of the nuns, and yes, myself.
Miss Zoomer has been brutally attacked by the
primates on many occasions and has been under
doctors care as a result as you've witnessed here.
There's many photos and stories of Miss Zoomer in
this site. She is alive an healthy due to your donations.
Sick or injured, abused or abandoned, these animals have
nobody until they arrive here and we start in helping with the
recovery process. Some haven't made it due to the severity of
their health issues. The ones that have are doing quite well due
to your donations. And I want to thank you all for that support. ;-)
Without your help these dogs, and animals suffer greatly.
And will endure an agonizing, slow, painful, death ........;-(
Which now brings me to this point -----
Couple weeks back a woman left a comment that
she didn't feel I was genuine in what I was doing.
Said all donations should go to another charity !
Felt like I'd been kicked in the nuts by a mule !
Most of you all know for over 7 years everything
possible has been done for these innocent dogs.
What takes $20 a day, has been done on 6-8 $.
My life has been at great risk to accomplish this.
The budget is stretched as thin as a mosquitoes
ass stretched over a 50 gallon rain barrel !
So once again I'm on bended knee begging
for funds while thanking those who give
from the bottom of your hearts ..;-)
I'm one old man with worn old hands.
My pockets are bare but helping these
animals makes me a wealthy millionaire.
Thank you for your comments and donations.
Thank You.
Jon&Crew.
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I decided to have three of my sexy black men over for a little party JaMarcus, Jamal and Deion. It was for some college basketball games, watching all the sexy young black men running around on a court ALWAYS!, gets me so horney, so I made hot wings for the guys making wings is great but everyone's hands get so messy! Just after Jamal took this photo the guys huddled together I knew something was up so they all rush into the kitchen and gang bang me my pretty white top got all full of barbacue sauce along with my beautiful hair and everything else, JaMarcus stuck his dick in my mouth, Jamal stuck his dick in my pussy and Deion stuck his dick in my little white ass, after 45 min. JaMarcus shot his load in my mouth, he made me swallow every drop, Jamal and Deion both shot their load at the same time it felt amazing!, until Deion pushed me into Jamal, he fell down Deion was still pounding me full force and I slammed my beautiful face into the counter you see knocking out my front tooth (ouch!), I was in so much pain my little white pussy was stretched out, ass was stretched out JaMarcus' cum getting into where my tooth came out which hurt so bad, barbacue sauce all over me, poor Brittney! This is a day I will never forget.
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For those who might be wondering what
we do in our spare time. This's the new
duck pen no# 1 and her brother have
been working on for some time now.
Everything is made from spare and
leftover parts that we have here.
Old rusty nails, pieces of PVC
pipe and old wood that the
termites haven't devoured.
Various sizes of bamboo.
And yes a few of the bricks
that are often found in our
garden are put to use too.
Few more days and we'll
be business as usual ;-)-
FYI,
See the pillar on the right.
Look just to it's left a little
bit and you can see the
river bank. It's way low.
When the river floods does the water come up here ?
Yes it does, and no we are not afraid the ducks will
drown. They Are Ducks and ducks love the water.
At night The Zoomer is in full alert mode.
She has taken it upon herself to guard
Lucky Duck and her friends from
any unwanted monitor lizards
or any wandering cobras !
Couple of important things 2 consider.
Obviously, this entire contraption isn't
up to code of any kind, but think about
this. This is a 3rd world country, we live
in the jungle and our budget is way, way
tighter, then a mosquitoes ass stretched
over a 50 gallon rain barrel. Still with me.
Welcome to our life in the tropical jungles ;-)-
Thank You.
Jon&Crew.
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Abused, Abandoned Jungle Dogs.
Obviously I didn't make it to the temple.
Early morning I'm wandering around trying
to get a plan put into motion when no# 1
intercepts me. "Where are you going ?"
she says. "To feed The Pipsqueak."
She places both hands on her narrow hips.
Now guys, we all know what that means !
I was told to sit cuz I could barely walk.
This is when no# 1 and I had a serious talk.
With a notepad, pencil and calculator in hand
we started going over everything and jotting
down the pros & cons we are facing now.
To start at the top of the list -
For the next couple of days
I can not leave the house
unless I'm chaperoned .
Maybe and only maybe at the end of the week
no# 1 and I will be taken out to the temple ?
At that time The Pipsqueak will be fed, washed
and taken to the dog clinic for neutering.
He will be brought back to our home
and from then on it's his home 2 ;-)
As for the cyclone dog kennel, it's
on hold until further notice. That
also includes the remaining
dogs that were to be
spayed /neutered.
We have the strong Tiger Cage which will
be used with The Pipsqueak temporarily.
No# 1 will handle all of that part by
repeated walks until he's all
ready for the next step.
Don't panic, all the dogs will continue to
receive their food supplies and their
monthly medications. Plus their
yearly booster injections.
First off, I want to thank all of you who
have sent in donations, greatly appreciated.
And herein lies the problem ---
Funding is so sporadic It's becoming
impossible to do what I have always done.
The budget is already thinner then a
mosquitoes ass stretched over
a rain barrel leaving us no
option but to keep
cutting back.
If an emergency operation, such as
a monkey attack comes up we will
just have to deal with it the best
we can. The whole world is
struggling, is what it is.
Now lets talk about the next topic.
Christmas time here in the jungle.
Figured sense I'm under house arrest
I'd get busy and make no# 1's x'mass
present. In the past while in the states
I'd always make things for friends and
family. Beautiful bird houses, stained glass,
pies, cakes & occasionally, fill their freezer with
smoked bear meat, venison or wild smoked salmon.
Those days are long gone, but not forgotten ;-)-
So here I go using what supplies I have in hand.
A special Christmas card is being put together
for no# 1. Mums the word cuz it's a surprise.
Once again a Big Thank You for your heartfelt
donations and positive comments. Please
don't forget funding is still need 4 the dogs
as they continue to eat and need meds.
From the bottom of our hearts we appreciate
any and all of your on going support ;-)-
Thank You.
Jon&Crew.
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That's right Mickey's heading home.
And it's through your donations
that Mickeys still alive today ;-)
We can't thank you enough
for all your support for him.
At 9:AM our niece took no# 1 & Mickey to the nuns.
I wasn't invited cuz somebody has to be on guard
duty. With todays' economy, lots of thefts going on.
Right now the scooter/sidecar is out of action.
Last time we were over at the mud cobra field
I could feel an unwanted vibration causing me
to do a double check when we got home ;-0--
Rear brake is jammed solid, chain is tighter
than a mosquitoes ass stretched over a
rain barrel ! Front tire is loosing air !
Now don't go and get all worried cuz
it's time for an oil change anyway.
I'll limp it on over to the bike repair shop
and a couple of young, talented Hmong
lads will go to work on it. The price of oil
is-what-it-is, labor is very manageable ;-)
Todays Monday so they'll be busy.
Most likely it'll happen tomorrow.
Again, thank you so much for saving Mickey ;-)
Jon&Crew.
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Nigel and I ran 10.5 miles yesterday. I thought about it and I feel it is a metaphor for my marriage, for my kids and for friendship. We started out great as usual and before our first mile, he had me laughing so hard, I could barely breathe. When it started to get hard (shortly after our first mile~ha ha) Nigel encouraged me and cheered me on. We talked photography, we talked flickr, we just talked and talked and talked. Oh, and we saw photos our whole run (mental ones, of course). I just felt so lucky to be running with him! It was hot (sorry all you peeps who are in the snow), we had some hills and I had some problems that I will not mention here (just think friction), all in the course of the first couple of miles. I was NOT happy. It got really really hard. We stopped talking for awhile, content to allow each other to get in their zone. I wanted to stop. I wanted to quit. I was discouraged because I thought I would be more ready....and be able to handle this better. Pretty soon, we were halfway and heading into no man's land (on our route, it is this really long-ass stretch that is just horrible). it is a slow uphill for at least 2 1/2 miles...ugh. We would set goals and then walk a bit...set goals and then walk a bit. Nigel stayed with me the whole time though I am slower than him. He kept cheering me on despite me saying the "F" word every few steps. Again, I had the thought...Gosh, I am lucky to have him and lucky he is with me. He makes it so much easier. Well, you get the picture, this went on for some time and I don't want to torture you with it but suffice to say, it was a really really hard run. We came around to the golf course and for us, it is familiar territory. Three miles to go...I start to feel hopeful though my body is shutting (I actually typed shitting~ha) down. We walk more than we want to at this point but both of us are feeling the heat (it was frickin' hot!) I really don't know how we managed but we did, cheering each other on...
Finally, we see the home stretch, the corner near our home. All we have to do is go up and around that corner and we are truly in the home stretch...but before that, it is a nice slow cussing incline. I really just felt my last ounce of anything just melt away. At this point, grandmothers walking are going faster than I am up that damn incline. And then, all of a sudden, in my misery, I felt Nigel grab my hand. And there we are, running that last stretch hand in sweaty hand. We didn't say much, except we are gonna make it, we are gonna make it...almost there....I can't tell you what that felt like...it was miraculous. I knew I could go on. I knew I was gonna make it because he was there, by my side, holding my hand. In fact, a woman riding a horse commented on us holding hands because I am sure it looked quite weird...and unusual...and loving.
And guess what? We did. We finished, running in strong. (I was never more happy to not be running.)
I hope I can be like that for each person I come across. And my husband and children. And my extended family. And my church. And the world.
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
What a nice surprise to find all your generous donations.
We had hit bottom hard and I was at wits end desperately
searching for a simple solution.Thank you all again .......... ;-)
Alright, about today, some news will be better then no news.
My ride didn't show up so I mounted the two wheeled scooter
an took off before no# 1 woke up. I've always had this thing
about showing up on time. If you're to pick me up at 5AM that
means you had best be here at 4:45AM and we leave at 5AM.
5:15AM, I'm headed in an easterly direction towards Cambodia !
FYI:,
Ride showed up after 9AM, said he was to tired to get up early.
By 9AM I had already been at The Monkey Temple for 3 hours !
Anyway, knowing I was going to catch hell from no# 1 for being
on the bike with a bad shoulder I figured I'd take my time an
enjoy being with all the dogs.
An that's pretty much what happened, up to a point .....................
While at The Spirit House with Legs, Mama and Rocky everything
was going as planned. I was being extra careful so not to cause
any unwanted stress on my right shoulder.
When out of the blue "3 Fingers" appeared an attacked Legs!
Now you've all heard war stories about "3 Fingers" all the way
back to the first time he attacked Mr Brown.
3 Fingers is an Ape with a real bad Aggressive Attitude + !
Legs the Zoomer was so fast 3 Fingers made contact with his
hands only. Legs screamed and jumped straight up into the air.
Mama, Rocky an I were already in motion to save Legs from the
3 Fingers attack.
Here's where things get real tricky, Mama an Rocky zipped
down the stairs while I tripped and fell down the stairs.
Not sure what my left leg hit but right now there's a large
Purple Ostrich Egg on my calf. Swollen skin so tight it feels
like a mosquito's ass stretched over a rain barrel, damn that hurts !
Finally got to Legs, checked her over real close like and didn't
see any lacerations or new divots.She's one lucky girl ............ ;-)
Mama chased 3 Fingers up a rock wall where he held his ground half way up knowing no one could get him there.
Rocky stood next to me doing his bodyguard duty while
sniffing at my leg. From here we did a slow walk back to the
nuns place. Showed them my new wound an their eyes got
real big while they started jabbering away in Thai.
Next we continued on to The Hooligans. Mama, Rocky an
Legs The Zoomer all laid down on the boundary line while
I continued to the cave where they received breakfast.
OK, now we'll talk about this photo of DJ an Angel Eyes.
See the big chicken on the left ? That's where the cave starts.
DJ and A-Eyes are so excited they jump up on the rock platform
where DJ scoops up a mouth full of monkey food.
Coconut meat, durian, sesame seed, peanuts an palm sugar.
As you can see hes not real pleased with that monkey recipe.
From here Rocky, Mama and I head back to The Dog Palace.
I laid down with my leg elevated, Mama laid next to me while
Rocky laid across the threshold blocking anyone from entering.
The next part of this adventure is going to require a good plan.
And that is facing no# 1 upon my return home ...............................
Tried to be real quiet when pulling into our place, didn't work !
Mr WeeNee the PigMan, Boney Boy the Biker Dude and of
course The Worm who is an alien in a dog costume all came
racing out to greet me. After they had finished doing a thorough
inspection no# 1 showed up with her hands on her narrow hips.
That my friends is not a good sign ....... !
All the sudden her eyes get huge and she comes racing up to
me pointing at my leg. I just stood there smiling not saying a word.
"Monkey Bite, Monkey Bite" were the first words out of her mouth.
She had completely forgot about me not supposed to be riding around on a motor-scooter, so far so good...;-)
She ran to the kitchen and came back with a wet towel and
bag of ice an instantly went into nurse mode.
I told her about 3 Fingers, Legs and that I fell down the stairs.
She said, "you make big worry inside me, big scary too."..........
"You a bad monkey man, no brain for thinking, bad monkey."
I reassured her my shoulder didn't get more hurt only my leg .
And now I don't even think about my shoulder, only my leg.
She sat there contemplating my words then said, " tomorrow
you cry like baby monkey, I not listen to baby monkey crying."
ps: one last thing before I go ....
Dogs all got frozen rice balls soaked in chicken broth.
They chew them like a bone ....
Ha Ha, Just another day at the office ............................... ;-)~~~
Thank You.
Jon&Crew.
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Went for a soccer game to be their photographer, was fun taking photos of their expressions when they played the game.