Viva la lavadora!

The long overdue death of our washing machine means that resources are strained & surgeries have had to be postponed (an ear surgery, 4 boys to be neutered and then Twiggy's hip). On the plus side, that means no dogs recuperating and we have a fantastic new washer!

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:

hello again

I'm done with regular updates and am posting only when so moved.
Liberated from the obligation of a self-imposed deadline, I've felt like taking pictures again. All that follow are from February.
Reggie says hello.


















Buddy continues to do well and Alice thinks he's swell, despite (or because of) his addled brain.
A study with green:














And with blue:


















Thanks to Lin & Mark for their efforts -especially the help with Twiggy's recuperation after hip surgery.














Therapeutic swims with Sean have helped; the repaired side is now the strong side and she is raring to play. She'll have the other hip done soon.














We had a brief but lovely visit with CSer Jenni.
The dogs took to her immediately and she took them on an unbelievable amount of walks! Sorry to see her go!














Little moppet Linda is cuter than ever.














































In Tribe news, Amber has been spayed and Lex has been neutered -the stitches are out and all is forgiven. The other 4 boys will be visiting the vet shortly.A rousing game of chase Amber.














Steve McQueen is a handsome guy.














Archie and Steve.


















Steve and his brothers Mega and Pete disregarding the no dogs on the table rule.


















Zoot and Steve (that Steve is always where the camera is).














Mega!


















A few pics of Monkey, because she's so darned cute and funny.
Enjoying the life.














Monkey and I share a joke.














PuppyG and Monkey after a run.














Zoot, Monkey, Linda and Lex














Morning shift guard duty-
Archie, Lily, Osita, Monkey and PuppyG.














A happy group watch Sean take Maggie out for a swim.














Jack and Tito.


















Steve McQueen and Molly have an evening wrestle.

crime wave

This summer brought the real word a little too close to home. There was a murder nearby; a tourist was killed and her body was found in the surf. That might not be news in most of Mexico, but here it is virtually unheard of.
the police tape is still on the beach:














Why not in my back yard, I guess. I don't imagine the publicity will help those with houses for sale. "Safe" and "idyllic" are a local realtor's most overused adjectives (although generally truer than "city water available").
We are acquainted with the grandmother of the murder suspect. We've watched her dogs Bosha & Linda in the past and have taken them in while she has gone to stay elsewhere with family. The more the hairier!
Linda and the tribe:














Bald when we met, now she's the victim of a ridiculous (but practical) haircut:














she looks just like Ziggy:














still cute:








 




Our not-so-little-anymore Xmul will be leaving us soon to live with her other mothers for 6 months. She's an irrepressible and exasperating girl...we'll miss her!
being goofy with Daisy:














covered in sand and coming to say hi:














Poor Buddy had a few seizures and suffered a relapse. He had visited the vet for a skin problem and haircut a few days earlier and she was amazed to see how well he was doing -despite the brain damage. He still seems happy and has begun to slowly regain what was lost. He hasn't given up, so we'll see how it goes.
Buddy strikes a pose:












 


Buddy on the move: