I wish I could have ignored the pathetic black dog lying in the fast lane of the dual carriageway in Playa Honda like all the other drivers. I could see the bundle of curly black hair lifting it’s head, it’s red tongue lolling, desperately trying to attract some attention.
I drove on, what could I do? And then I just couldn’t get the image out of my head. I headed into Arrecife, around the one way system, back into Playa Honda and out along the dual carriageway again towards the capital, would the dog still be alive?
It was, although she'd given up and was just lying there waiting for the inevitable. read more »