Today, I encountered an adult male dog with a golden coloured coat, but without a tail. It is tailless because some person mutilated or cut it off just to please the ego. We quickly became friends and I named him ‘Mkia Ngûtû, a name which he seemed to love; he most probably named me ‘Masho Ine’ in return.
Following the encounter ten flashes came to mind:
One, it must have been a very painful experience for the poor canine at that fateful moment when it saw its tail unjustly dismembered and before the ensuing wound healed. Animals should be treated humanely. They possess feelings and senses too, just like humans.
Two, because of that ruthless action, Mkia Ngûtû cannot show emotions anymore since
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