A few months ago, I started off this year’s
blog-a-thon by telling you how my little village of Sauraha has changed and yet
stayed the same. Now, as I’m ready to
leave this home for my home in Canada, I’d like to conclude my time in Nepal by
telling you about some of Sauraha’s furrier residents. Let’s start off with
some of the big boys.
These are girls, actually. Male elephants are considered too unpredictable to ferry tourists into the Chitwan jungle. I am also happy to report that Mother Nature, in her infinite wisdom, made sure that elephant dung does not smell bad. Elephant farts on the other hand…
There has been some work for the benefit of
the elephants. An American woman has
started a wonderful project that ensures these big, beautiful, family-oriented
animals live together in enclosed areas rather than being chained up to a post
alone. Some tour offices in Sauraha are now suggesting that it would be better
for the elephants to spend less time carrying tourists through the jungle when visitors
can enjoy a leisurely walk on their own two feet. Once again, I strongly
suggest you come to my little village of Sauraha and take a walk in the jungle
One way to get around town is to take a horse
cart. There is something very 19th
century about hearing the clip-clop of horse hooves on the newly paved streets
of Sauraha. Some of the horses are
better cared for than others, which is unfortunate — but at least Nepalis
aren’t fond of horse meat.
These big guys work for a living, carting
tourists around the town. It’s a lot
better than being on someone’s plate for dinner.
Being a male human in Nepal is good. It’s not
so good being a male of any other species.
Female buffalos make more buffalos and milk. Male buffalos make good mo-mos.
This male goat looks sad because he knows
that, sooner or later, there is going to be a festival, marriage or some ceremony
that he’s going to be invited to. He won’t be attending as a guest, but will
end up in many guest’s bellies. Not an ideal way to experience a party.
The same goes for these ducks. But I will
tell you that there is a lot less quacking and cock-a-doodling in town after a
big holiday
Cats, being extremely camera shy, are very hard to photograph — except for this little guy who found me a most excellent salt lick.
WELNepal’s great friend, wordsmith and dog
lover Ashley was very happy to hear that the great folks from HART were back in
town this year, neutering all the strays they could capture. Street dogs are not the Nepali’s favorite
animals and the dogs know it. They keep
a very low profile during the day. But
when the HART van drove through town, there was always a very angry pack of
doggies still recovering from their surgeries tearing after the van, letting
them know exactly how they felt about their new situation. At least they are not on the menu at
festivals.
I’m going to miss all my friends in Sauraha,
human and not, as I prepare to head home to enjoy the last gasps of winter.
---David Daai