shaggy sisters

Days have been busy, due in no small part to the influx of abandoned young animals. Kittens dumped in January, rehomed through our vet.

February started with these 3 pups, all girls.

All adorable and good natured

though currently a bit scruffy.

The traditional bath photos:

She had a limp which turned out to be a fracture.

mandatory time outs

supervised play time

closely watched

Nina (of the 9) has been spayed and a few of her brothers have been neutered. We're swimming upstream but we're getting there.

These beauties are already responding to their mange treatments.

Que Linda!

We have our neighbor Kiki's 2 dogs staying with us while she's away.
The little one, Linda, first visited us in June when she wasn't feeling well.
Linda was not having a good hair day.













Linda circa June.













Linda in July.













Linda loves Tito and he thinks she has fine taste.













She's a popular girl; Xmul thinks she's swell!













They do a lot of this.













Speaking of Xmul -she and the other pups are rambunctious and entirely sweet. Twiggy and Mo have been spayed and Xmul, Daisy and Luna will be done next month.













Sofia, it was great meeting and hosting you!
Thanks for everything, we miss you!

















Humidity and flies rule the day -not great for getting out for photo ops.
Zasu doesn't mind. She looks cute with her muddy paws and gray eyebrows.
13? She doesn't look a day over 8!

















Monkey and Henry are always great company!













Many sleepless nights recently. Sweet Oscar was scary sick from giardia. He's on the mend, but the poor guy can't catch a break; he's had one health problem after another this year.
To top it off, moments before leaving on a run, helpxer Jami saw "some sort of animal" dash past the gate.
We're calling him Buddy (Hugo didn't stick).

















After a few weeks, he took a drastic turn for the worse. Long story short, he has idiopathic encephalitis and although we're relatively sure it isn't contagious, we've been keeping him quarantined. Our time since has been dominated by him (and the infernal washing machine, but that's another story!). We've all the necessary meds for him and, with the guidance of the vet, we're doing what we can.













Prognosis for recovery is uncertain, but he's getting stronger. He's been walking in circles for a week and there's no way to know if the neurological problems are temporary or permanent.
If he pulls through, he's going to be a cutie-pie (Well I think so, but I'm partial to redheads.)!
Pre-encephalitis nap.













Thanks to Jami and Ian, our most recent helpers!
Running with Floyd at sunset.

Pretty on the inside

We try to avoid bringing more dogs home. Really.
but look what was sleeping under our truck:














We're not made of stone (Likely, something more akin to canned puppy food.).
Two days later, she decided to join the party. We're calling her Dolores.
the other side of the fence:














getting cozy after a bath:














poor girl, she'll be doing a lot of this:


















She's young and affectionate and has absolutely no problems with other dogs.
Once we get her mange cleared up, she's going to be a pretty dog.
Dolores gives me a kiss:
 













Update: Dolores was soon renamed Monkey, inspired by her ability to climb into a hammock.