Saturday, 21 January 2006

the dog

            Blackie has a fever. He’s unusually cheerless and follows me around soaking up my attention.  His tongue feels hot when he licks my hands. Instead of scarfing down his chicken rice, he picks and eats very little and hunts out for mud and sand when he’s out.  Apart from gazing out to the dragonflies dancing en masse in mid air above the paddy field, he sleeps and stops chewing on his bone.  I watch him, pat him, take him out every hour to relieve himself and let him lie by me on the wicker lounge chair.  I wonder if I should call the vetenarary doctor in town. 

 

            He had his first vaccination last week and will have his next 2 soon.  He’s still ridding of his worms although the pills were administered 2 weeks ago – he must have a stomach full of those round short white worms!

 

            I bought Blackie a month ago. I kept the name given by the family that sold him to me – the Balinese will naturally calls him Blackie no matter what else I name him. All black except for its tongue and stomach which have a grayish tinge.  He’s a Balinese Kintamani dog from the central hill area near Ubud. Unlike the normal local emaciated mangy canines seen on the streets, Blackie has beautiful thick short black fur, glistering sharp almost all black eyes & utterly black nails.  He listens intensely, and yelps lightly when I have a conversation with him.  


            He loves mangoes and pineapples and he has a girlfriend, an all white puppy, named Adel that belongs to the family.

 

            This is the first time I own a pet, something alive and needs attention - not counting family dogs when I was a kid and potted plants in my SF apartment. I have had no desire to own any pet until now – it would be good to have a companion since I’ll be living up on the Place alone.  I heard that Kintamali dogs are the best dogs in Bali and have asked Made to look out for one.  He mentioned that it’s hard to find them unless I get lucky.  A week later Made told me that his friend had just bought a black Kintamani dog for his kids. I offered to buy it but was turned.

 

            2 weeks later Made’s friend and his wife came with Blackie and sold him for 300,000Rp (approx. $32) - 50% more than what he paid for it.  I gave him extra for his crying kids.  I thought he sold the dog because he needed the money but later Made told me a different story.  Since the family brought the dog home, everyone got sick.  As usual, the Dukun (folk doctor, witchdoctor, black magic advocate, herbalist, druggist, faith healer sing incantations, ritual specialist, diviner, conjurer, etc) was consulted. They were told not to keep the black dog because of a crash of karmic forces between the black puppy and the family.  Blackie’s energy is too strong for the family hence everyone got sick and will continue to be unless he’s out of the house. 

 

 

So here he is – destined to be mine.

 

           

 

Blackie is almost the center of my life now. I suppose it’s good to have something else to focus on besides the project. I let him jump into my bed when he wants to, get up early to take him out, feed him 2-3 times a day, walk him constantly, teaches him and trains him, watch the way he eats, watch his litters to see if more worms are coming out, pick out those defiant ticks out (don’t dare to use those strong chemical powder found in Singaraja; there’s no pet shop here), apply tea tree oil between his toes, clean his ears, buy him chicken meat & puppy’s bones, bathe him twice a week, take him to the market while the Balinese gawk at him and comment how beautiful he is…. It’s almost like raising up a baby. 

 

            Last night, when I returned from the project soaking wet through fitful of exploding lightings and flooded streets, I found Blackie clammy and curled up on the chair. The electricity was out, his teeth flashing white in the black when he tried to hold my stroking hands with his gentle nipping.  I stayed and comforted him for a long while.   

 

            Sheets of rain continued to pour through the night, my entire room was wet, bed, luggage and the rest.  The entire roof was practically leaking under the load of the pelting torrent from heaven. It was quite a feat to set up a tent in the dark on a not-so-dripping wet spot.  By then, I was passed caring; just needed to be horizontal….     

 

Comments

hi, i have kintamani too. what do you feed him?
hmmm.
may i know, how large is he when grown up?

Posted by: william | Thursday, 06 July 2006

Blackie has grown quite big now but it's still a medium dog. He eats rice, dog food, chicken hearts, etc, papaya, mangoes, etc. He's wonderfully smart and very independent - I just has to let it be.

Posted by: leenar | Friday, 14 July 2006

hi... I just bought a kintamani dog, color is black and white. He's 2 months old and so alike Siberian Husky sometimes. He sleeps most day, and he is an excellent climber.
Guess perhaps we could exchange words about the dogs. By the way, his name is Dong-Dong.

Posted by: lia | Tuesday, 14 November 2006

I personally don't have a dog but I think beautiful creatures. Kintamani's are super cute! your lucky the really cute!

Posted by: Alicia | Tuesday, 09 January 2007

Hello there,
As I have a 5 yr-old Kintamani dog, I googled "kintamani dog" once in a while, hoping that I would find other Kintamani master in the world. Today I surprisingly found the info. in wikipedia, and linked to your page!!
I must say Anjing Kintamani is really adorable, even though she could be sometimes devil! ;-) It has took us 3 years till she is more mature.
By the way, our dog is named Kinta, yeah, from her race, Kintamani, ;-)

Posted by: Ting | Thursday, 08 February 2007

hello...
i'm a dog lover,i've been thinking to have a dog since a long time ago, can anyone tell me more about this Kintamani dog?where can I buy it in Bali?i planmed to go there in July,please reply to my email address:

moderato_cantabile@gawab.com

Posted by: gabriel | Friday, 11 May 2007

Hi! Read your Blackie story. I brought home a white dog which looks like Adel in the picture (Her name is Kiki). I also brought back a black and white "terrier type" whose mother was a feral street dog. All I can say is that a friend of mine had a white Kintamani dog which got hit by a car, and it was *immediately* picked up to be made into sate! Be careful. Some places are very much into eating dog, and Kintamanis have a nicer muscular build than the Bali street dogs. It is also quite easy to take your dogs away from Indonesia, but it is more difficult bringing them back, even if they are Bali dogs.

Posted by: danai | Tuesday, 14 August 2007

Hi. I live in the U.S. (Florida).

I found a beautiful black stray dog laying in some bushes while on the golf course. I returned at the end of the day and he was still there so I rescued him. I never was able to find his owner, so I kept him. That was a year and a half ago. He has turned out to be the most wonderful, loving pet. He is gentle, never barks, but is very protective growling only once at a stranger that approached me. He has a spot on his tongue like a chow, and is a very finicky eater. He usually eats only chicken and rice, and also loves Braunschweiger (liverwurst). I also find it odd that unlike other dogs, he does his "business" in a place where no one will step in it (for instance at the base of a tree or shrub). Isn't that cool? It's like he instinctively knows to fertilize the plants. He also has the most beautiful white teeth. He's also not like other dogs in that he has no interest in "fetching" sticks, balls, toys, etc. He just likes to go on walks and other than that pretty much loves to lay around. I never knew what breed he was until today when I found the Kintamani breed on the internet. He looks exactly like the dog pictured on the http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kintamani_%28dog%29 website, except that the hair on the back of his front legs is longer (I call them "feathers). His fur is so soft. I feel so lucky that God placed Divot in my life. His name, Divot, is a golf term. I'm also happy to have found other Kintamani owners on this site, as there's practically nothing written about them on the internet. How Divot got to the U.S. from the Bali/Indonesia area is still a mystery to me.

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Posted by: 65134 | Thursday, 13 November 2008

When this blogs refer to dogs I'm excited about discussing how to improve the quality of life of them. I had a dog but died almost at the age of fifteen years with me. It was a novel dog.

Posted by: Cheap Viagra | Thursday, 05 August 2010

Hey there,

I'm planning on getting a kintamani some time in the future and I don't have enuf money to go to Bali to get one. do any of you know where i could find one?

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