for he's a jolly good fellow

We may be in the middle of nowhere, but it can feel like the center of the universe.
A recent day began with a view of a full moon setting over the water

















and the sun rising inland.













Happy news for Paco the rooster; he finally has 2 cute little hens for company.
They aren't quite full grown and they're all getting along fine.
I think his morning crowing has been more exuberant since we got them.
Between him and the lovely dawn, I just may become a morning person.

















I think I'll call them Eddy and Patsy.













This shot of Truman reminded me of one of the first pictures I took of him.
He's three now and just as cute.

















Thank heaven for little boys! He was the only one in a litter of eight.













Speaking of sweet boys and how quickly they grow up...I tend to take a lot of pictures of Rufus, the camera loves him and so do I.
This is already his 4th post (#1, #2, #3).
He's always so darned enthusiastic!

















The rest of his litter-mates are feral; I'm not sure how he found his way to us, but I'm glad he did. He's such a fun dog. Thanks to this blog and a little math, I believe his second birthday is around now!
Elewah, semi-retired queen of the woods, hangs out with his wild siblings. It isn't a stretch to believe that one or more of them fathered Jack and Lily (they turned 1 last month). That means that Rufus is Jack's uncle.
Shirley, Jack and Rufus in profile.













There is an undeniable family resemblance.











They've become great pals.













¡Feliz cumpleaños Tio Rufus!

las tres hermanas

The three sisters. Alice, Lucy and Ginger. Our secret dogs. They are nervous around company so no one but us gets to know them. They are fun and strange, loyal and fierce. There were 4 but now there are 3. I'll skip the dark spots of the story and focus on the living. Someday, maybe, a post for the dead.
They are redheads and came to us long before we were ready. I wouldn't trade them for the world.
Alice, Lucy and Ginger...the three sisters.




Alice loves silly voices and puppies. She and Lucy share a brain although Lucy got most of it.
wee Alice was no bigger than Henry:

big aunt Alice:

goofy girl:



Lucy likes hammocks and getting her way.wee Lucy was angelic:


big Lucy will cut a bitch:

resting up for her next caper:



Ginger likes making strange noises and funny faces. She, like the Yucatan, is bizarre and wonderful.Ginger greets the dawn with song:


running:


resting:



the sisters at dusk:
l-r: Lucy, Ginger, Alice