Grem was rescued as a pup from the streets of Gulshan in September 2011. Kids were being cruel to her, then chased my rickshaw and threw rubbish and pinched my shoulders through the back-folds of a rickshaw the next day – because I didn’t pay them for adopting her. However it was wonderful that when I did pay Tk 100 and Grem and I returned to Gulshan 1 for walks, those same children that abused us earlier regularly held her lead for me while I went inside shops and gave her lots of pats… while adult men stood by, transfixed by fear and fascination.
We fostered Grem for four months before a family adopted her at a pet adoption fair held at the American International School. My husband and I were surprised – though selfishly delighted – to get her back after 24 hours when the family returned her to us to due to allergies. Unfortunately we had so much trust in this family that we didn’t take down the details of the three other interested parties. Three months later, at the second adoption fair, we overheard a conversation between kids who recognised Grem and said, “That’s the dog that [they] couldn’t fit into their lifestyle.”
After I received a job offer in Burma, we managed to find her a home a few days before we left. But we had to re-rescue Grem from a nasty woman – a former cook who showed her true colours when we discovered that she was keeping Grem and Skippy tied up on the roof – and demanded pimp-like fees to feed her. Fortunately, four-month old Skippy found a wonderful home with a Bangladeshi student who sends us regular updates – she is now called Jenny!
Below is a video of the day Grem and Skippy left us – I should have known better… I tied her lead to the back of the truck and by the time that was done, I realised the groupie was already inside the vehicle and speeding off – I couldn’t even pat our fostered dogs goodbye.
We are grateful that Grem has since been in the care of Bangladesh’s Animal Welfare Society, but she is spending most of her time in a kennel because she’s not adjusting to life with other dogs.
She’s now around a year old, is vaccinated and neutered, and of the six dogs we fostered, we miss her waggy tail and affection the most. Please, please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you can find a place for Grem in your home (though please be sure to check with your Dhaka landlord first). Alternatively, if you plan on visiting Bangkok soon and would be willing to export her on my behalf (no costs involved) I’d re-adopt her and take her to Burma.
Below is a picture of Grem – this is included so that you can identify her in the video that follows containing several pups (it was made for my father’s 70th birthday but it’s also fine proof of her lovely personality).
Grem will waste away without someone to love her – and now I sometimes wonder if we should have left her on the streets. However after witnessing dog culling in Dhaka, doing so was never an option at the time. Although the government has officially ended the vile practice, I still receive reports of it occurring and culling remains rife outside Dhaka.