Today, while out for our afternoon run, no less than five, FIVE, people yelled at mom, “Give Me Dog” or variations on that theme. For the entire loop we were serenaded by, “Nipe mbwa” “Give me mbwa” or “Give me doggie”. Come on people, if you want something, at least say please! If one of those people even tried to touch me or mom, you know I would have bitten their dumb hand off!
I mean really, what was this guy:
or this guy:
Other Tanzanian guy
gonna do with me? You better believe he wouldn’t let me sleep on one of those mattresses (not that I would even want to since they’re the crappy TanFoam variety). They’d probably make me sleep outside with all the local dogs and feed me ugali, DISGUSTING! I’d say that most Tanzanians, except for Ellen of course, would have no clue how to take care of me.
Me and Ellen
So, I’ll be sticking with my mom, sleeping on her memory foam bed, eating my healthy and holistic American dog food, and drinking bottled water, thank you very much!
1st-world living in a 3rd-world world
TanFoam is a common mattress company in Tanzania and is the cause of much pain for both me and my mom. Their motto is, “Welcome to our world of comfort”(http://www.tanfoam.com), but this weekend all mom and I experienced was discomfort.
Me in mom's bed
This weekend mom and I were both disabled thanks to her bed. Mom has been having back problems because her foam bed is too soft. I see her walking around in pain and I hate that there’s nothing I can do to help her. Then, on Saturday night, somehow, I fell off the edge of the bed. I’ve never done that before and it was pretty embarrassing. One moment I was sleeping and the next, I’m on the floor. Mom laughed at me because she didn’t realize that I landed on my foot funny and I didn’t want her to worry so I just went back to bed.
In the morning when I woke up I couldn’t walk on my foot, so I was hopping around like a tripod dog. Mom decided to play doctor and cut a piece of fabric off a Delta Airlines blanket, wrapped it around my leg, and secured it with a safety pin and some clear tape. All day I rested and hopped around with my makeshift cast. I got lots of sympathy from Aunt Amanda, mom, Marcel, and Annabelle because of my condition.
My makeshift cast
Luckily, today I’m all better, but mom still hurts. I’m hoping she’ll go out and get a new mattress this afternoon and avoid the TanFoam this time! Or maybe I can even convince her to purchase a Tanfopedic bed instead!