Stories of Paraná - The feast of mutts

Stories of Paraná - The feast of mutts

The feast of mutts
Rodrigo Pereira Gomes

I cause this would have happened in Paranaguá. If it happened, I do not know, I saw the story I bought.
I bought the book "Histories and Stories", the parnanguara Lapagesse Tulio Pinto, nickname "Joe Itiberê"
published in 1971.
Doubt it was greater offense than scolding mother.
For let the causo.
It was the time when creating dog, when left not cheap, the result of grace.
Hence we had more dogs than people in Paranagua, many living loose in the streets.
A danger with rabies attacking vermin three of four.
To control the situation somewhat, city officials fed the dogs with meat dumplings stuffed with generous doses of poison.
A judiação, dogs estrebuchavam streets, whimpering in pain in a slow and painful agony. The people began to complain: "it is not something you do to the poor animals, kids are impressed, have nightmares at night.
When he left the newspaper report of protest, the mayor ordered to end the indiscriminate poisoning. And created a service pickup of stray dogs, the popular pushcart. The boss was a local building inspector named Sergio. Joe Itiberê account who knew well. "When he was not hunting dog, was a musician Band Musical February 5, our glorious Poison".
The pushcart pleased the people.
No more horror scenes before, and stray dogs were disappearing from the streets. As for the corbels, little has changed.
Dogs detainees were taken to the outskirts of town, where the troop tax Sérgio - with himself giving the example - eliminated the hammer blows and blows to the head.
Just as well, should consider the tax, the city saves the poison.
One day, the prosecutor Sergio walks along the railway line from Porto
D. Pedro II, a wagon derails, flips and dumps its load of logs on top of the exterminator dogs.
Instant death.
The burial of the tax - or what has to assemble the body - would be conducted with all the pomp and circumstance of burials that time.
But halfway house where he was the guardamento and cemetery, the funeral procession started to be fattened for unexpected companions.
The first to be incorporated, coming shy of a corner, still kept some distance from the end of the procession.
Soon came another, and another, and another, and more ... Suddenly there were dozens, big, small, of all races, of any race. The corbels all tail wagging, barking, messing up among people monitoring, running, doing most uproar.
At the entrance of the cemetery tried to contain the animals.
Useless.
While the greatest scary growling, showing teeth, others poked up between the legs of people and ran inside.
They all went.
Also unnecessarily Musical Band 5 February rehearsed play the funeral march last tribute to dead comrade. The chorus of yelps and barks overlapped in many decibels of music.
Only after the last person left is that the dogs left the cemetery.
Droves.
Now without barking, but the agile tails of contentment.
Who saw swears they seemed to smile.

Rodrigo Gomes Pereira, retired civil servant


Source: Stories of Paraná, Brasil.