And There Were No Dogs...
This story, among so many, illustrates the hell and turmoil experienced by those who survived the tsunami's onslaught...

Each morning – you could see packs of dogs playing down on the beach. They would run around chasing each other – playing doggy versions of tag and king on the hill. In the morning, they would run along the beach road, looking for scraps of food or handouts from willing tourists. Many looked the same – a kind of mongrel breed that over times, looks like a mix between many medium size dogs.

But now – there are no more dogs. Each morning, with the bodies of people also come bodies of dogs. As they clean up the destruction, and bring out body bags of people – they also bring out dogs. They are placed in plastic bags, and thrown in to special vehicles.........more.>> Phuket Tsunami - FIRST HAND SURVIVOR STORIES: SURVIVING THE TSUNAMI - Part 10 "And there are no dogs"