More than 12 years ago I left my life in France. I had already visited Thailand before. When I met my wife the first thing she asked me was if I loved dogs. At a young age she had experienced a traumatic event. She witnessed a villager kill and eat her dog. Together we settled 100km from Buriram on the border of Cambodia, in the middle where there were slaughterhouses for dogs. This is what fueled us for the years that followed to save as many dogs as possible and to stop this abomination. Seven years ago Thailand put up laws to end the dog meat trade and the transport of dogs to other countries. But the number of dogs left abandoned was enormous. The activists were gone. It was incumbent on us to take care of the aboriginals. There are still cases of people eating dogs but now people contact me and I can go save those dogs. Our house is full of dogs saved from the meat farms. So we have had to start finding other places for our street dogs to live and where we feed them. But the policy north of Thailand is to do nothing. Here, there are no tourist. No beaches. Dogs die of hunger and disease. We take care of more than 300 dogs that we have placed in various homes with individuals or in Buddhist temples. We continue to feed and take care of them every day. Taking the sickest into a veterinary clinic. Not long ago we became financially unable to take care of all of the dogs. This is when we decided to open a community on Facebook to get help from others and show the reality of what is happening here. Our community is called The Sound of Animals, in memory of screams we heard coming from slaughterhouses. Screaming cries that haunt our memories day and night for years. Back when I lived in France I had a very good job. I also had two companies, one for building houses and the other for security. I had volunteered to help in humanitarian work for many years with different health organizations for underdeveloped countries. I also helped the animals on the same occasions. I found myself selling everything in France to help animals in Thailand. I am forever indebted to those that help me be able to continue this fight. There is no association or any foundations where I am. There is no refuge, we are alone. At times we are even in conflict with locals because they do not agree with what my wife and I are doing. They do not appreciate dogs. I could have chosen to work in a big hospital and earn a lot of money. However, I am committed body and soul in the rescue of the dogs at the border of Cambodia.
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