I'm a meat trade survivor from China and this is my story....
I used to live in China with wonderful humans who loved me very much. One day everything changed. After a sharp blow to the head I was jammed into a rusty wire cage with several other dogs and thrown on a van flying down the freeway. I was terrified as I'd heard stories about dogs stolen and sold to slaughter houses in a town called Yulin where there's a dog meat festival during the summer. After many hours in the blistering heat the truck came to a screeching halt. I could hear arguing and angry voices cut thru the muggy air and I wondered if I'd ever see my humans again. Once again we drove thru the hot night into uncertainty. In the morning we pulled into a courtyard and I feared this was the end. I shook and whimpered as the cages were unloaded and yet I noticed these humans seemed different. They spoke kindly and released us from our foul prisons. They bathed and fed us and reassured us all would be ok.
(Rescued in Yulin and taken to Marc's Safehouse one in Nanning)
3 months later my life would change again as I was put on a huge machine with wings which landed in a foreign land with new smells and a strange language. I finally ended up in a very nice place with other dogs who all had stories similar to mine. After a few days I noticed a very tall blonde human who’s kind energy reminded me of my old mom. She kissed me on the head while recording a video which she told me she sent to her husband. Days went by but the blonde human did not come back. I felt sad and dejected because I thought she’d forgotten about me but suddenly she re-appeared! She said that her husband had not stopped talking about me after seeing the video and was anxious to meet me. They scooped me up and home we went!
Upon entering the house I was almost immediately greeted by a slinky, long whiskered character with humongous green eyes. He quickly introduced himself and subsequently released a barrage of questions in rapid order: ' What's your name? Where are you from? What's the deal with your long snout?'. Aside from his general disregard for personal space he seemed amiable enough and I suspect we'll become fast friends. He has already shown me how to eat grass and throw it up on the rug which is just a riot. There are 3 other slinky beings in the house but they have not properly introduced themselves yet. They seem to prefer studying me with thinly veiled disapproval from up high - especially when I bark which I sense they find utterly repugnant. I've learned quite a few interesting things my first week here; This is Beverly Hills where many dogs are dressed in ridiculous getups, ham is paws down the best thing in the world, the park short-circuits my brain with excitement and giant orange pumpkins are terrifying. While I'll always carry the scar on my head reminding me what I went thru, I've decided to let it go and enjoy my new life and humans. I already love them and can tell they'd never let anyone hurt me again. Besides, I have it on good authority that they have more ham in the fridge and I'm not missin' out on THAT!
Left with Marc Ching and Right with Nami Kim
Ines' non profit Cecil's Angels hand Marc the check for funds they raised from their 'Yulin Survivor' t-shirt campaign.
Gobi's first time ever at the beach! She had a blast with her buddy Alluca
The Animal Hope and Wellness Foundation is a non-profit organization focused solely on rescuing abused dogs and dogs from the meat trade throughout Asia. They rescue dogs, provide full rehabilitation services, and then work to find the perfect homes.
(Gobi's details on this page are posted with kind permission from her owner Ines Garcia Romero)