Dogs walk for Nepal

We didn’t have much to write about recently, and when the earthquake shook Nepal we were busy otherwise

A dear dog trainer friend of us organized a fundraiser dog walk to benefit KAT, where I volunteered when I found Kali.


Kali on the far left, next to her friends Tschogga (who belongs to our dear dogsitter) and Balou. IMG_2003

Tschogga, Kali and the Yaktutian Laikas in the front.
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We were 8 people with 10 dogs any raised a total of 800 Swiss Francs to help KAT help the streetdogs and cats in Kathmandu Valley after the earthquake!


Tschogga, the streetdog from Portugal, and Kali, the streetdog from Nepal, walk together to help other streetdogs.




Saying Goodbye to Streetdogs

About three weeks ago we got the news that Kalu, a long-term resident and in-house dog at KAT Centre, had to be put to sleep. I don’t want to go into the details of why this was done, but it has saddened all of us who are or were involved with KAT in the last few years.

I met Kalu (the male form of the name Kali, meaning Black One) in 2011, when I was first at KAT. I was glad to see him again in February. He was starting to get grey around his muzzle, but was still a happy dog, content to sit next to us, getting cuddled, while always having an eye on his surroundings.

Now thinking of Kalu reminded me of all the other streetdogs who crossed my path and who have since left this world.

Such as little paraplegic Yoyo, who loved to go for walks – or better said RUNS, you really had to be fast to keep up – while someone held up her backend with her bellyband.

And we’ll also always remember the Boxer called Boxer. Happiest and wiggliest of all streetdogs…


At the same time when we lost Boxer, we also lost Bad Hair Puppy (her actual name). Both for unknown reasons, as they seemed quite well off, apart from the obvious mange.

The first ever dog at KAT was the Tibetan Terrier Mango, have a look at his page on KAT’s website to read more about him. I’m glad I got to know him back in 2011. Although a small and old dog, he was always the secret boss of KAT.

And these two pups we tried to rescue from Pashupatinath Temple, in February but who were too sick already and couldn’t be helped anymore.


A few days after having to put to sleep the pups above, this lovely female was brought to KAT. She had been badly hit by a car and is here getting cuddles while we wait for the vets to get in and put her to sleep.

All these dogs have been more than “just streetdogs”, they were all special in their own way and no matter for how long or short time I knew them, they are greatly missed.


Kalu on Kukur Tihar, a few years back…


Pashupatinath Adventures: a witch, Kali’s dad and puppies!

Today we went to visit Pashupatinath Temple, one of the most important Shiva temples in the world. Here Shiva is worshiped in his form as Pashupati, Protector and Lord of Animals and all other Living Beings.

Pashupatinath Temple is situated next to the river Bagmati, a holy river who later joins the Ganga. Due to its holiness it also serves as an important cremation ground. These are the Bhasmeshvar Ghat, cremation sites for the people of lower caste. Members of higher castes are burned up-stream, at the Arya Ghat.

As non-Hindu you are not allowed to enter the temple itself (although I heard one can try to enter it claiming to be being Buddhist, but I haven’t tried that myself…), however we still have to pay about US$10 to walk around the larger temple grounds… And if you want to take a photo of the famous Saddhus, you have to pay them as well.

Those are the Saddhus which you can find in EVERY travel guide, report, film or whatsoever about Nepal or Kathmandu. And they can be very greedy (and a little pissed) if they see you taking a picture of them without paying. I still did it. ;)

Pashupatinath is not only full of (more or less) holy men, but also monkeys and a few holy cows. Walking around the hilltop of the temple grounds we crossed a group of Nepalis. One of the women dressed in traditional clothing all of a sudden held her hand out in front of my chest when she passed us. When I turned around she grinned at me. Gauntly!! I’m not sure what that was, but it felt kinda weird. My friend Viktoria thinks she wanted to protect herself from me, the redheaded witch, but I actually think she was a witch and put a spell on me… I will have to ask some Nepalis to explain this to me… It was a rather worrisome encounter.

Never mind the witch weird Nepali woman, Pashupatinath is also the place where I found the Kali dog two and a half years ago. That little, naked, half-starved thing that looked somewhat like a dog, and turned out to be the bestest of all dogs! So of course I had to visit the temple again when coming back to Nepal.


And guess who we found wandering the exact same spot where I found Kali?!?

It’s Kali’s DAD (or maybe brother)!! But kin to Kali for sure!

Look at him!! The face looks SO MUCH like Kali!

Even the ear carriage is just like Kali’s (a bit twisted and irregular, but non the less looking great)!!

Look at these faces!!

He looks a bit thin but otherwise healthy and happy. It’s so cool we came across him! I feel honored and thankful to have met him.

And it seems history does indeed repeat itself. Or maybe I’m really bound to this place. Maybe it’s my karma… Good dog karma.

Last time I picked up the Kali dog. This time we came across these two very sick puppies. They have mange & diarrhea, couldn’t walk properly, didn’t take any food we offered them and were generally very weak.

So we packed them up into my scarf and brought them to KAT Centre. We named them Pashu and Pati. They got their first bowl of food (mostly rice with some cooked chicken) at KAT and literally inhaled it! At first, one of them was too weak to lift his head up enough to eat from the bowl, so I placed his head and front feet in the bowl and he managed to eat. It’s hard to tell how old they are, but I found out (in a rather painful way) that they already have very sharp little teeth.

I’m not sure if they will pull through, but I know that the Pashupati dogs are very sturdy little beasts, defying all odds when it comes to their survival. I wish for them to be little Kalis themselves and get over this faster than anyone would’ve guessed.

The two little pups didn’t make it. They were put to sleep humanely the next day because they had very heavy, bloody diarrhea. They passed on peacefully. Farewell, little ones!