Tonga Update, 18 March 2008, Dogs
We’ve had a couple of episodes with the neighboring dogs this week. Elder Shaver arrived from the Provo MTC four days ago. I haven’t even sent his parents his “arrival letter” yet. The Elders were walking around the side of an investigator’s house when the dog decided he didn’t like these visitors.
The snarly thing took a pretty good chunk out of Elder Shaver’s leg, enough so that he had to have stitches. Ahh…our Tongan canine friends!
Yesterday President McMurray asked me to get, kind of like, Subway sandwiches for the Zone Leaders who were having meetings in the missionary office. I paid over $70 for fifteen chicken sandwiches which were placed into three plastic bags. After purchasing the food, I returned to the office to find everyone was still in classes. I put the bags of sandwiches on the bench by the classroom door so that the missionaries could grab them and a drink when they had finished their training. When the Elders broke for lunch, they complained that there were not enough sandwiches for everyone. “Oh right,” I thought. “There was more than enough!” So I went to investigate, and there were only TWO bags of sandwiches on the bench. I accused everyone for swiping the food. It turns out that the neighbor’s dog was hungry and decided to share our lunch. He came into the office complex and grabbed one bag. We found the evidence in the street outside.
I apologized to the missionaries for blaming them for the thief. One Elder said, “It’s alright, Sister Thompson. We will just eat the dog next week!”
My reply is always the same to this and similar comments. “Don’t eat the dogs! No kuli! (Tongan for dog) The missionaries always laugh, but I wouldn’t be surprised if that dog is found missing in the next few days. I have to keep saying to myself, “Dogs are just a food source.” Sorry Chica, Sierra, Nina, Pepper, Snickers, Belle, Oreo, Champ, Chief, and Ozzie.
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