Today I hiked through a rain forest, and it was beautiful and grossly overshadowed by what happened when we stopped at the public beach. Under a municipal vehicle, abandoned, was a sato, a homeless street dog, and he was badly hurt in the hind legs. He was yelping in pain for someone to come get him; the most I could do was give him water and email and call every spca venue on the island. I pray someone will go get him... he was just a puppy, maybe a few months old. I was so sad it was physically painful. Leaving him was absolutely horrendous. I was assured by many people, though, that he would probably be picked up. I wish I knew for sure.

I'm hoping Save a Sato will come through; they are the organization that rescued Leeloo.

I'm really ready to go home.