Towards the end of my Christmas break I decided to move into the family house to spend the last few days with my extended family and our dog, Farida. Since I was last there packs of stray dogs had moved into the neighborhood. There were 2-3 groups. They were truly beautiful. One family lived on the left side of the neighborhood. The family entailed a mother dog, called Chocolata and her daughter Nemo. Then there was the other gang towards the right of the neighborhood of 2-3 friends. Sukar, Lula, and Zombie. Then the last group right by our house. They are absolute trouble. It’s a family of 4.  Mushkila which actually means trouble in Arabic, then Batatan the mother, Aizo the other son then Basbousa the daughter. They are beautiful but they always bully the other dogs. Regardless, me and my aunt love them all unconditionally and give them all our attention.                                                                     

We decided that right after the clock hit 12 on new years that we should go around feeding them all. Our dog in Egypt, Farida can no longer eat dry food because it isn’t good for her. This means we cook her vegetables and give her meat. She almost eats as well as me! Anyways we had large amounts of dry food that were left over so we decided to use as much as we could on the dogs. We went around every different corner of the neighborhood trying to strategically find and provide food for all the dogs without having them follow us. That was difficult. We had to really get them preoccupied because if they would follow us to the other gangs they would get beat up or there would be a fight. It was a very nice deed and it was a great way to start off the new year.