I am warm in the ashes

I am warm in the ashes
Originally uploaded by awfulsara.

Touching photography from one Sara Heinrichs, the story with this photograph is particularly touching:

One of the things that was really hard for me traveling in Myanmar was the way dogs are treated (and cats too I spose, tho they just stay out of sight, with none of the abject desire for love that dogs display). They are considered little more than scavengers, something that takes more than its share, and its share isn’t enough to live on.

The dogs, in their endless loyalty, would still pick their families, pin their ears and dodge the kicks and rocks, come around, but not so close you could hurt them, and live in uneasy symbiosis with the people. In my time there, I only saw two “pet” dogs.

As pups, they are sometimes played with, but soon become wary and unfriendly as no one can be relied upon not to whack them. With few exceptions, they all look remarkably alike too, as if sired by the same mongrel papa.

Found this little guy sleepily warming himself in the ashes of a fire. I came as close as I could without making him leave his spot, but often found myself fighting the urge to gather up the young ones in my arms, to return with 57 Burmese strays & their accompanying vermin.

My housemates are relieved I showed restraint. 🙂

Go enjoy her photographs on Flickr, you won’t regret it, she has a very good copmositional eye and a sense for colour.