Next morning the entire village knew that a dog had bitten me. Everyone asked what happened when I was on alms round. I tried to explain the situation laughing because I knew action had been brave, but stupid.
Hands are swollen and hurting but doesn’t look as if there would be an infection. Sleep a lot. Muffin and I spent two hours napping in the afternoon.
People here are what you would call in German ‘hart aber herzlich’, in English I don’t know better than to say ‘rough but kind’. One wanted me to go to the doctor she said she would be afraid if I don’t go. Most asked if I will go to the doctor, which I denied. One man, Gaewat, asked a bit provocative, and now what do you do? Go home? I said ‘No’, he asked ‘go to the doctor?’ I said ‘No’. Then he had a big smile on his face.
In the aftermaths I think this incident brought some respect for me among the villagers. The farang not angry with the dogs, not angry with the owner of the dogs, not whining for having been bitten, not going home not even to the doctor. It seems they see me now fit for living bon doi, on the mountain.
More people ask now if I really stay long here. I do not know, we’ll see. But I say ‘yes’ for now I have no other plans. See how it goes when AD is back. I will go at least for some time, a week or so to see my teacher and AK and some friends. I assume AD will be back during this week at least before our big day the Salakapat, a party in the monastery. Terrible… (not that he’ll be back but the party)