Once you travel a bit in Asia there are several things that are pervasive: WWF wrestling, overacted TV soaps and street dogs.

I’ve seen many a type of street dog: the ‘faithful’ that accompanies you for hours, the ‘old fighter’ which can still chew a nice leg, the ‘ambitious king-to-be’ which is always ready to fight, and the ‘ugly one’.

This dog is one of the latter category. Without hair except for the top of his back (where he can’t reach with scratching), bite wounds on his nose, and a friendly smile that would melt a heart made of stone. This dog lives in ‘heaven’: right next to a $400 / night resort on an island that would be disqualified for a Bounty commercial as it is unbelievably pretty. He seemed quite happy.