Tuesday, December 23, 2008
I saw something pretty disgusting today.
I don't know if I can even bring myself to describe it.
I was walking down one of the back streets in Kijuju, and I
saw a dead dog lying there. I've seen dead animals here and there
before, so that in and of itself wasn't so shocking. (The first time can
be a tad unsettling, but it's not like I've never seen road kill back
home. I'm trying to keep an open mind here.) This time, however, the
dog was missing its entire head! I don't know who or what
decapitated it, but whatever took the dog's head off didn't leave it on
the ground. It was just not there. Why would someone just want the
head of a dog? And did they take it before or after it died/was killed?
I get squeamish around dogs with missing heads, so I circled back
and found myself behind the butcher's shop, and what do I find? It's
the butcher himself washing off a huge, blood-stained meat cleaver. I
don't think he'd kill a dog for no reason, but if he did, then why take
just the head and leave the body? He may not even have had
anything to do with the dog, but he's not the friendliest person in the
neighborhood. He just kind of grunts when I say hi to him. I don't
have many dealings with him as a rule of thumb because, let's face it,
who wants to buy a dead goat that's been hanging out in the air for
three days? A butcher without a freezer. That's what happens with no
rules and no health inspectors.
You know, as I type this, I can't help but feel something is different in
the air of late. I can't put my finger on it, and I couldn't explain it if
you asked me to, but I just know. I think I need a drink.