Buddy, as you may know, has brain damage from encephalitis. Long story short, over the last 9-10 months he's been making steady progress -with two mild setbacks. Eventually he was able to go on short walks, provided he was on a taut leash for guidance and had a girl dog to follow. Last week he went for a walk off of the leash -he was even running!
Since then he's gone on walks most mornings.
He only has to turn in a circle once in a while.
He's coming, he's just mid-circle.
Henry, Linda, Buddy and Tito.
Small dogs under a big sky, Henry, Buddy and Miles.
Bosha, Buddy and Tito.
I'm so strict that I make them walk grouped according to appearance (yeah, sure). Miles is bringing up the rear, as usual (he's a dawdler).
Henry, Linda, Bean, Zasu and Miles.
Gracie's pups usually go on runs, but I've missed going out with them
so I've been taking them on walks too.
Little Bean.
Me and Posey.
Eve (with Miles dawdling behind).
Eve and Zasu.
The last couple of weeks have been mercifully uneventful, early morning walks and scorching afternoons. May is my favorite month here; the water is Cancun-blue and full of fish.
Xmul and Diva sunbathe surrounded by remnants of a palm frond.
Diva makes herself comfortable.
Xmul and Linda regard each other.
Diva thinks we need a pool, but the water dish will do.
Sean puts up an awning and the dogs enjoy a new patch of shade.
Mega, Reggie and Zoot approve!
Everybody approves!
l-r Lex, Mega, Daisy and Xmul
Our brindled girls Stella and Lily.
Stella naps.
Evenings are for fun.
A Shirley series:
