There’s a new dog in the neighborhood.

He’s the biggest Korean dog I’ve seen to date – although he looks more like any big, black lab from home.

He’s on a 4 foot chain across the street from that new apartment building next to the woods.

And he’s rail thin.

I tossed him the three big milkbones I had in my pocket & he devoured each one whole.

I’m sure he must be used to act as a guard dog for the construction site – now that they’re finishing out the insides. But he’s not agressive…at least not to me or Eric or Maggie.

Granted, I’ve trained Maggie to sit still when meeting any new dog from a distance – so she doesn’t come across as a threat. But still…does he look agressive to you?

He just looks lost to me. Lost & hungry.

But I just don’t get it. Why keep a guard dog who can’t guard because he’s too lethargic from starvation? Koreans seem to treat their goats & cattle better than they treat their dogs.

The two small bowls have both been tumped upside down. There’s no trace of dog food anywhere. And I’m sorry, but a 4 foot lead is not enough for any dog.

As we walked back home I decided that tomorrow I would bring a bowl full of dog food & water…but it turns out I couldn’t wait that long.

Eric was taking me out to the Chili’s at Osan for dinner tonight & I asked if we could drive by the dog first.

When we got there, I climbed out & made my way over to him.

Eric wanted me to be careful…a dog that thin, that hungry could be agressive – especially at the smell & sight of food.

But this wasn’t my first rodeo – I knew to be careful. No sudden movements. No eye contact. Focus on the task at hand & absolutely, positively no petting.

While the dog wasn’t sure what to think about us, he stayed relatively calm – no barking. Just a few jumps here & there.

We turned over the bowls & filled them with food & water & I gave him one of Maggie’s pig sticks (a twisted pig skin with sweet potato filling).

And I promised him I’d be back tomorrow with more.