September has come and gone, indistinguishable from August.
Murci walks in the lead with Bette and Linda.
Linda watches a distant flamingo. Murci only has eyes for Bette.
Bette is her favorite walk buddy.
Around a salt pile,
R-L Bette, Murci, Linda and Monkey.
As you may know, we are trying to re-purpose a nearby property. Every improvement we've made to the place has been swiftly followed by vandalism/theft. One of 2 new doors was busted within days of installation -despite the fact that there is nothing inside to steal! This, in addition to a stolen post hole digger, shed door, and concrete fence posts, as well as the repeated cutting of the fence, has left us both frustrated and uncertain if we want to continue putting resources into this project.
Someone put some effort into getting the storage room open!
It houses nothing but bags of bottles and cans for future construction projects.
On Friday the 13th I discovered the beach gate hadn't been properly latched; it was brought to my attention by the gleefully raucous departure of many dogs, who then enjoyed an unauthorized run up the beach.
(http://dogonomicon.blogspot.com/2013/09/130913.html)
During my attempt to round them all up, I kicked/tripped over a block of concrete, hurt my foot and put myself out of commission for a few weeks.
I've recovered enough to go on walks again. Murci is a little bigger and much sturdier, but she's going to be on the small side.
Murci, Bette, Archie and Monkey
Anywhere Bette goes, Murci is soon to follow.
Back at home:
Xmul watches...
Lex and Zoot fly by
...and she cuts them off at the pass!
Xmul is the winner!
Aside from mad dashes under the neem tree, everyone plays in the shade.
foreground: Daisy, Xmul, Murci and Lex
Happy dogs: Luna, Otto (digging a hole), Murci (attacking Otto), Daisy (smiling), Reggie (my angel) and Tori (Now that the sun damage has grown out, her coat is beautiful!) ...
with Elewah (digging a hole) and Amber in back.
On a related note, I fall down a lot; holes under the clothesline are the worst!
There has been some progress at the beta site.
The fence posts are nearly in.
An all girl line-up on the stairs at home (t-b):
Lucy, Alice, Tuesday, Ginger, Twiggy, Monkey.
Bette and Ginger.
The rope on the railing is for Spot, the cat; the paint was too slippery for him.
Stella, Maggie, Chester, Lucy, Alice, Otto.
Elewah is in Merida today, having had to be re-spayed yesterday.
The van blew a head gasket on the way home. If we had a dollar for every time our vehicle failed us to or from the veterinarian's office, we could afford a better ride.
Sisters Twiggy and Mo (foreground) with Jack and his mother, Elewah.
Petey poses for his school photo.
Stella chose the Autumnal backdrop.
Neem trees don't love strong wind.
Windy nights make inside cozier.
Greta (and everyone else) loves Hazel!
She too was spayed yesterday and will be home today.
Action shot: Linda, Lex and Amber.
The 3 tenors: Ed, Pat and Paco.
Bette!
Group shot, an even dozen.
Summer is shuffling off stage left and none to soon for me. The loss of Oscar & the saga with Buddy (hand feedings, sleepless nights and quarantine), coupled with a myriad of injuries and afflictions to both dogs and humans have been exhausting...add insects, heat and humidity and I'm seriously ready for Fall.
Ball was all the rage this summer. Daisy is a big fan.
As are Monkey and Mo.
Reg is more of an observer, but Rufus loves ball!
Unfortunately, it hasn't all been fun and games. Buddy suffered brain damage from encephalitis. Now he's the anti-Zoolander, he always turns left. I'd love to call him Hansel, but he already responds to Buddy. He's enjoying life, despite its challenges.
His coat has grown in and he's soft as a plushie!
Through it all I'm lucky to have my faithful pals, my little band of loyalists, my shaggy entourage -the devoted contingent of dogs that are my constant companions.
I move in a cloud like Pigpen, but of fur instead of filth (ok, some of it is filth). Reggie (nee Rumsfeld) is the most devoted.
There is no nap that can't be interrupted to follow me, a potent compliment!
He (like his 2 sisters) is a weird one.
He's the biggest dog here but he doesn't know it.He thinks he's still a pup.
He's become a fixture on the small dog walk.Reg & Tito.
He loves to dote on the other dogs; he keeps everyone's ears and faces clean.Reg & Jack
He is often in my way and he's a damn menace on the stairs, but I love my Reggie.Of course he loves puppies.
Yes, new faces! This tribe of 6 was under a bush on our little road; don't know if they were raised or dumped there. They're here now, all else is moot.
As you might well imagine, I hate puppies, can't stand the adorable little things ...what with all that joy and enthusiasm.
5 are boys -I've never been so happy to see 5 little wieners!
l-r: Zoot, Petey, Amber, Lex, Mega and Steve McQueen
Daisy isn't mom.
Steve McQueen and Lex.
Here comes Petey!
Amber, the only girl.
All hail Zoot!
We've tried out Hank and Po, but I think we're going with Lex.
Xmul doesn't care what we call them. She couldn't be happier.
Poor Xmulie -we thought she must have gotten bitten or stung by something, because she had a lump. We treated that, but it rapidly got much worse. The vet directed us to take a sample (with a syringe) and it turned out to be pus -which meant an infection. It was too late in the day to take her to the city, so we had to drain it ourselves. Yoy. We drained about a liter of goo out of her! That was a new experience for us!
You can see the drainage incision on her chest
A course of antibiotics and a daily flushing for a week and she's fine.
For most of us though, it's been the same old same old.
Posey, Luna and Bette under the neem tree.
Linda (more on her next post) and Monkey seize the evening.
