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Last night we got back from a very pleasant week in Buriram. The area around our place is lush and green and the rice is high. Farmers are hoping for a bumper harvest coming up. I enjoy the peace and quiet and rural atmosphere of the village as a change from the hustle and bustle of Bangkok. Not too many people have moved back from Bangkok to the village and nearby town which suggests that people losing jobs in Bangkok are able to find replacement work.
One unpleasant sight however. One morning the peace and quiet was broken by the wailing and howling of dogs. It was the dog merchant doing his rounds in his pick up truck, buying dogs in exchange for a plastic basin or two or some such triviality. He already had 5 or 6 dogs in the cage. They were howling and barking. I wondered what fate awaited them and it wasn't hard to imagine. I think the dogs knew what awaited them too.