and sweet cuddly Spencer10/17/12
10/16/12
my last day
Yesterday was the last day I worked. I worked with a new Dutch volunteer. When you are with two people you have plenty of time so we sat down and played and cuddled with the dogs a lot. Not a bad day at all, :)
Today I woke up at 7am by dogs barking. The barking sounded unusually close by so I decided to go and see what was happening. And as I expected I found 2 dogs tied to the gate. It was still dark outside so with the help of a flashlight I took the dogs inside. They were 2 lovely galgos.
A male and a female. The female wasn't afraid at all and wanted to cuddle from the minute she saw me. She looked like a female version of Sirocco. The male was a bit more timid but I sat with them for almost 2 hours and after a couple of cookies he also came up to me to be stroked.
They both looked well fed, with some scars on their bodies but not like the too skinny hunting dogs we usually get. Makes me wonder what kind of people would do such a cowardly thing as leaving your dogs in the middle of the night tied to the fence of a shelter. And how the hell could you possibly part with such lovely sweet dogs?!?! I will never understand that, :(
Just yesterday I was thinking that I had found no dogs tied to the fence in the 3 weeks I have been here. And then my last day starts like this...
Today was my day off. So I went for a ride with the bike(they just needed some air in the tires I found out, der!) to Turre to get some groceries for tomorrow since it is gonna be a long day and I won't get home til around 11pm.
In the afternoon I felt a bit useless. I just wanted to work and help out with the dogs. I sat in Spencer's and Darla's kennel for a long time. Spencer has been here forever unfortunately. He is an older dog but still very active and playful. He loves my attention and always wants to sit on my lap even though he is much too big for that, :). After Sirocco he is my favorite dog here. He is such a big sweetheart.
In the late afternoon I discussed some stuff about Sirocco's health with Didi(shelter manager). They are going to order the medication he needs for the disease he has(Leishmania) since it is a lot cheaper in Spain than in The Netherlands. He will need to have 3 pills a day for the next 5 months. After that the disease should be under control. And I signed the official contract. Yeah!!
It is still not really sinking in that he will be mine. I guess that won't really come til 31 October when the transport arrives in The Netherlands.
Chiya, who looks like Sirocco
they seem to be very curious, :)
eating treats out of my hand
Mythos
sweet Spencer
Today I woke up at 7am by dogs barking. The barking sounded unusually close by so I decided to go and see what was happening. And as I expected I found 2 dogs tied to the gate. It was still dark outside so with the help of a flashlight I took the dogs inside. They were 2 lovely galgos.
A male and a female. The female wasn't afraid at all and wanted to cuddle from the minute she saw me. She looked like a female version of Sirocco. The male was a bit more timid but I sat with them for almost 2 hours and after a couple of cookies he also came up to me to be stroked.
They both looked well fed, with some scars on their bodies but not like the too skinny hunting dogs we usually get. Makes me wonder what kind of people would do such a cowardly thing as leaving your dogs in the middle of the night tied to the fence of a shelter. And how the hell could you possibly part with such lovely sweet dogs?!?! I will never understand that, :(
Just yesterday I was thinking that I had found no dogs tied to the fence in the 3 weeks I have been here. And then my last day starts like this...
Today was my day off. So I went for a ride with the bike(they just needed some air in the tires I found out, der!) to Turre to get some groceries for tomorrow since it is gonna be a long day and I won't get home til around 11pm.
In the afternoon I felt a bit useless. I just wanted to work and help out with the dogs. I sat in Spencer's and Darla's kennel for a long time. Spencer has been here forever unfortunately. He is an older dog but still very active and playful. He loves my attention and always wants to sit on my lap even though he is much too big for that, :). After Sirocco he is my favorite dog here. He is such a big sweetheart.
In the late afternoon I discussed some stuff about Sirocco's health with Didi(shelter manager). They are going to order the medication he needs for the disease he has(Leishmania) since it is a lot cheaper in Spain than in The Netherlands. He will need to have 3 pills a day for the next 5 months. After that the disease should be under control. And I signed the official contract. Yeah!!
It is still not really sinking in that he will be mine. I guess that won't really come til 31 October when the transport arrives in The Netherlands.
10/15/12
meet the Flintstones
feeding all her babies: Flint, Betty, Pebbles, Bam Bam, Dino and Barney
10/13/12
hunting block
The last couple of days I have been working in a different section, namely Hunting block. Originally named like that because the hunting dogs were kept in there. Often hunters would steal dogs from the shelter so they built a section where you can't see the dogs from the outside.
There are lots of puppies in there now which means lots of poo in the morning, yuck!! 3 puppies I took care of in quarantine just moved there. They have been placed with a very difficult adult dog, Tango. He is very timid and can't seem to get along with adult dogs. We call him uncle Tango, :).
Yesterday we replaced all the toys which seem to make all the dogs quite happy. It made for excellent pictures! Some of them got jealous and started growling while defending their toys.
Yesterday one of the Dutch girls went back home yesterday. I really liked her. She adopted a little dog, Orion. He is 6 months and tiny. But he is very tough and not easily scared. When his group has to go back into their kennel we have a problem. A lot of dogs run back to their kennel by themselves and some of them are a bit harder and have to be picked up. Orion is almost impossible to catch. It's like a game to him. We have tried to lure him with sausages and stuff, he doesn´t fall for that anymore. We have to corner him, so it usually takes a while. But other than that, he is adorable.
let's see how long this ball will last
a shoelace can be fun too
this new toy is mine
too many to choose from
There are lots of puppies in there now which means lots of poo in the morning, yuck!! 3 puppies I took care of in quarantine just moved there. They have been placed with a very difficult adult dog, Tango. He is very timid and can't seem to get along with adult dogs. We call him uncle Tango, :).
Yesterday we replaced all the toys which seem to make all the dogs quite happy. It made for excellent pictures! Some of them got jealous and started growling while defending their toys.
Yesterday one of the Dutch girls went back home yesterday. I really liked her. She adopted a little dog, Orion. He is 6 months and tiny. But he is very tough and not easily scared. When his group has to go back into their kennel we have a problem. A lot of dogs run back to their kennel by themselves and some of them are a bit harder and have to be picked up. Orion is almost impossible to catch. It's like a game to him. We have tried to lure him with sausages and stuff, he doesn´t fall for that anymore. We have to corner him, so it usually takes a while. But other than that, he is adorable.
10/10/12
an ordinary day at the shelter
I usually get up at 7.30 just because the morning is my favorite part of the day, especially here. Apart from the barking from time to time it is very quiet here. You hear no cars or people. I love sitting outside with a coffee and admire the view of the mountains and the sunrise. Or go for a run before it is too hot.
The morning shift starts at 9am. We meet up in the office and discuss very shortly stuff that may have happened the day before(new dogs brought in, dogs not eating, stuff like that). The team leader gives you the medicines for the dogs(some dogs have Leishmania and get treated for it) and you go and get the food for the dogs. You are welcomed by loud barking. Needless to say, the dogs are very happy to see you in the morning. In every section(about 25 dogs) there is a cabin with some stuff in it and a sheet of instructions. It tells you which group of dogs go out at what time and also if dogs have to be fed separately(food aggression).
Along with feeding the dogs also comes cleaning the kennels which involves picking up all the poo. When one of the groups is out you clean their kennel and refill their water bowls. I also usually go out and cuddle the dogs and play with them as well.
At 12 o'clock we have coffee break. We write down which dogs haven't eaten and if there was any soft poo in the kennels(in case one of them is sick). After coffee break some groups still may have to come out and you are usually done by 1.30pm. After that you are free to do what you want til 4pm when the afternoon shift starts.
After my lunch I take a dog for a walk when it's not too hot outside. These past 2 weeks though it has been too warm though. So the dogs just want to lay down and sleep. I sit with them and take pictures and cuddle them or sit with the more scared dogs to try and get them used to people.
The afternoon shift is shorter and does not include so much cleaning since there usually isn't any poo in the kennels yet. I have 2 rituals every night. The 1st one: I take a dog for a walk at 7pm. I try to pick a different dog every day since they all need a chance to leave the shelter for a little while. We have a lot of older British dogwalkers. They usually pick the same dogs every time. So I have a tendency to walk the dogs that don't go out as much or the more 'difficult' dogs. The other day I picked a dog who will be leaving soon. In her kennel she is fine but she is very scared to go out. So we had to bring one of her kennel mates and I had to carry her out to the front gate while she peed all over me. Poor thing!
The walks with the dogs are great though. Most of them are really excited to be outside. And in addition the view of the mountains is incredible. I have seen it so many times but I don't think I would ever grow tired of it.
My 2nd ritual: around 8pm I sit with Sirocco, my favorite dog here. He is a 11-year old Galgo, covered with scars(damn hunters!!). He is very gentle and calm. Quite big and he loves it when I stroke him. His kennel mate is the Galgo puppies' mum. She is very scared of people, so I usually bring some dog biscuits to try and get her used to me. She still doesn't really approach me but you can see that she has gotten used to me being there every night.
Sirocco hasn't been well the last couple of days. He sneezes blood and is not eating well and is just laying down most of the time. I feel so sorry for him. The chances of him being adopted are very slim. Not many people want an older hunting dog. If my house was bigger I would adopt him immediately. I think Inez would like him as well. He may only have a few years left and I don't want him to spend those years inside the shelter without ever having lived in a real home with people who love him. Just writing this makes me teary, :(
Last night while I was stroking him I got a bit emotional and sniffed a bit and he looked up at me with this look as if he wanted to say: 'what are you sniffing about? I am the one who's stuck here'. :(. Anyway, I always find it hard to leave his kennel and say good night. I love spending time with him.
When I get out it is dark outside and I usually take a shower first(you get very dirty here with all of these dogs jumping up at you) and have dinner afterwards.
The evenings aren't very exciting since the shelter is situated in quite a remote area, but I don't mind. I love the sound of the crickets and the sky with the millions of stars. Very peaceful.
I am just so happy to be here, :)
The morning shift starts at 9am. We meet up in the office and discuss very shortly stuff that may have happened the day before(new dogs brought in, dogs not eating, stuff like that). The team leader gives you the medicines for the dogs(some dogs have Leishmania and get treated for it) and you go and get the food for the dogs. You are welcomed by loud barking. Needless to say, the dogs are very happy to see you in the morning. In every section(about 25 dogs) there is a cabin with some stuff in it and a sheet of instructions. It tells you which group of dogs go out at what time and also if dogs have to be fed separately(food aggression).
Along with feeding the dogs also comes cleaning the kennels which involves picking up all the poo. When one of the groups is out you clean their kennel and refill their water bowls. I also usually go out and cuddle the dogs and play with them as well.
At 12 o'clock we have coffee break. We write down which dogs haven't eaten and if there was any soft poo in the kennels(in case one of them is sick). After coffee break some groups still may have to come out and you are usually done by 1.30pm. After that you are free to do what you want til 4pm when the afternoon shift starts.
After my lunch I take a dog for a walk when it's not too hot outside. These past 2 weeks though it has been too warm though. So the dogs just want to lay down and sleep. I sit with them and take pictures and cuddle them or sit with the more scared dogs to try and get them used to people.
The afternoon shift is shorter and does not include so much cleaning since there usually isn't any poo in the kennels yet. I have 2 rituals every night. The 1st one: I take a dog for a walk at 7pm. I try to pick a different dog every day since they all need a chance to leave the shelter for a little while. We have a lot of older British dogwalkers. They usually pick the same dogs every time. So I have a tendency to walk the dogs that don't go out as much or the more 'difficult' dogs. The other day I picked a dog who will be leaving soon. In her kennel she is fine but she is very scared to go out. So we had to bring one of her kennel mates and I had to carry her out to the front gate while she peed all over me. Poor thing!
The walks with the dogs are great though. Most of them are really excited to be outside. And in addition the view of the mountains is incredible. I have seen it so many times but I don't think I would ever grow tired of it.
My 2nd ritual: around 8pm I sit with Sirocco, my favorite dog here. He is a 11-year old Galgo, covered with scars(damn hunters!!). He is very gentle and calm. Quite big and he loves it when I stroke him. His kennel mate is the Galgo puppies' mum. She is very scared of people, so I usually bring some dog biscuits to try and get her used to me. She still doesn't really approach me but you can see that she has gotten used to me being there every night.
Sirocco hasn't been well the last couple of days. He sneezes blood and is not eating well and is just laying down most of the time. I feel so sorry for him. The chances of him being adopted are very slim. Not many people want an older hunting dog. If my house was bigger I would adopt him immediately. I think Inez would like him as well. He may only have a few years left and I don't want him to spend those years inside the shelter without ever having lived in a real home with people who love him. Just writing this makes me teary, :(
Last night while I was stroking him I got a bit emotional and sniffed a bit and he looked up at me with this look as if he wanted to say: 'what are you sniffing about? I am the one who's stuck here'. :(. Anyway, I always find it hard to leave his kennel and say good night. I love spending time with him.
When I get out it is dark outside and I usually take a shower first(you get very dirty here with all of these dogs jumping up at you) and have dinner afterwards.
The evenings aren't very exciting since the shelter is situated in quite a remote area, but I don't mind. I love the sound of the crickets and the sky with the millions of stars. Very peaceful.
I am just so happy to be here, :)
my sweetie
10/9/12
Transport day
Today there was another transport to The Netherlands and Germany. 29 dogs were going, around 17 from the shelter and 12 from foster homes. So it was pretty crowded here at 8am already. The vet(a Belgian girl) came in and checked every dog one last time. My favorite pups, the Galgo pups, were going as well. I was happy for them(they all have been homed) but I also felt a little sad that I am never going to see them again. They are such lovely sweet dogs. Around 10.30 the van with all the dogs left.
The rest of the day was very hectic. The morning shift took a lot longer than usual and I helped Hollie, a volunteer from the UK, with cleaning the kennels in quarantine. I didn't have lunch til after 3pm.
The dogs hadn´t even left yet or another dog came in. Very sad story. A Podenco mum was found with her litter of 6 puppies. They found the dad(Galgo) as well. But he was dead, hit by a rock that had fallen on him, :(. The puppies are gorgeous(4 boys and 2 girls) and we gave them Flintstones names. The mum is very thin and has huge nipples from feeding her babies. She is pretty scared.
Then the next challenge began. A lot of dogs had to come out of quarantine. They have to figure out which dog can join which group of dogs. They had it all on paper but it all turned out differently than expected. They place a dog into another group when they are outside and stand by and watch how the other dogs react to the new dog. Sometimes they don´t tolerate the new dog and then he/she has to be placed into another group. If the group accepts the dog they go into the kennel and watch if the dogs still behave the same towards the new dog. Because often dogs turn on each other once they are inside a kennel.
Rosie the Staffy was placed with a Podenco pup named Oreo and two other small dogs. Oreo and Rosie immediately liked each other fortunately and are new best friends.
The older Staffy Sasha was placed with quite a bully, Jellybean, not a very nice dog if you ask me. She was acting very submissive around him but was also very happy in her new surroundings and still acting like a maniac. When you go in there she still jumps at you like crazy, can be quite painful scratching you with her nails(my legs look quite horrible, full with mosquito bites, bruises and scratches from the dogs).
It was a very chaotic but satisfying day!
2 of the Flintstones
The rest of the day was very hectic. The morning shift took a lot longer than usual and I helped Hollie, a volunteer from the UK, with cleaning the kennels in quarantine. I didn't have lunch til after 3pm.
The dogs hadn´t even left yet or another dog came in. Very sad story. A Podenco mum was found with her litter of 6 puppies. They found the dad(Galgo) as well. But he was dead, hit by a rock that had fallen on him, :(. The puppies are gorgeous(4 boys and 2 girls) and we gave them Flintstones names. The mum is very thin and has huge nipples from feeding her babies. She is pretty scared.
Then the next challenge began. A lot of dogs had to come out of quarantine. They have to figure out which dog can join which group of dogs. They had it all on paper but it all turned out differently than expected. They place a dog into another group when they are outside and stand by and watch how the other dogs react to the new dog. Sometimes they don´t tolerate the new dog and then he/she has to be placed into another group. If the group accepts the dog they go into the kennel and watch if the dogs still behave the same towards the new dog. Because often dogs turn on each other once they are inside a kennel.
Rosie the Staffy was placed with a Podenco pup named Oreo and two other small dogs. Oreo and Rosie immediately liked each other fortunately and are new best friends.
The older Staffy Sasha was placed with quite a bully, Jellybean, not a very nice dog if you ask me. She was acting very submissive around him but was also very happy in her new surroundings and still acting like a maniac. When you go in there she still jumps at you like crazy, can be quite painful scratching you with her nails(my legs look quite horrible, full with mosquito bites, bruises and scratches from the dogs).
It was a very chaotic but satisfying day!
10/7/12
10/6/12
dinner in El Saltador, Carboneras
On Friday Roos, one of my handball teammates, came to visit the shelter with a friend of hers. They helped me with the afternoon shift, so giving the dogs food and some cuddles. I gave them a tour of the shelter. I really enjoyed showing them everything and telling them stories about the dogs. They were very enthusiastic and liked the Galgo pups as much as I do.
When we were done feeding the dogs they invited me for dinner at the place they were staying at(Roos' mum's house) in El Saltador, Carboneras. I figured it would be a nice change from the meals I am having here and I really like them, so I was very happy to accept the invitation.
The ride there took about 45 min. Again I was treated to some spectacular views from the mountains.
Carboneras turned out to be quite a big city and very different from Mojacar. A lot less tourists for starters. The house was in El Santador, a very small village. It looked lovely.
The house was incredible. It was old but of course adjusted with modern facilities. You entered the kitchen(very spacious with a old fireplace) which was obviously the most important room in the house.
We had dinner outside on the terrace overlooking the village. A delicious salad with bread and hummus and olives to start with and the main course was home made pizza. Best meal in weeks!!
There were a lot of stray cats walking around. Very sweet and obviously used to people(probably foreigners) feeding them. I just wanted to take them all home with me.
Roos' friends were very nice and funny and very easy to relate to. We drank 2 bottles of red wine so Roos asked me if I would like to stay the night. Slept in the 'barn' as they called it. A spacious room with a separate entrance with a queensize bed. Slept like a baby, :)
At 8am the next morning we left since I had to start working again at 9am. It was a lovely night with great people.
When we were done feeding the dogs they invited me for dinner at the place they were staying at(Roos' mum's house) in El Saltador, Carboneras. I figured it would be a nice change from the meals I am having here and I really like them, so I was very happy to accept the invitation.
The ride there took about 45 min. Again I was treated to some spectacular views from the mountains.
Carboneras turned out to be quite a big city and very different from Mojacar. A lot less tourists for starters. The house was in El Santador, a very small village. It looked lovely.
The house was incredible. It was old but of course adjusted with modern facilities. You entered the kitchen(very spacious with a old fireplace) which was obviously the most important room in the house.
We had dinner outside on the terrace overlooking the village. A delicious salad with bread and hummus and olives to start with and the main course was home made pizza. Best meal in weeks!!
There were a lot of stray cats walking around. Very sweet and obviously used to people(probably foreigners) feeding them. I just wanted to take them all home with me.
Roos' friends were very nice and funny and very easy to relate to. We drank 2 bottles of red wine so Roos asked me if I would like to stay the night. Slept in the 'barn' as they called it. A spacious room with a separate entrance with a queensize bed. Slept like a baby, :)
At 8am the next morning we left since I had to start working again at 9am. It was a lovely night with great people.
10/5/12
a nice walk to Cabrera
Yesterday was my day off. Me and Chanti(another Dutch volunteer) and I had heard about this village Cabrera high up in the mountains. I have always loved the view of the mountains from the shelter. And we both wanted to go for a nice hike so we were dropped off in Turre and off we went.
It was in the high eighties, so pretty warm, but fortunately there was some a nice wind blowing. It was pretty tiring but not as bad as I had expected. And the views were just spectacular. Every 500m or so there was a sign which said how far it was to the nearest bar. We could both do with a refreshment.
After 1.5 hour we reached the village of Cabrera. It looked completely different from Turre. The houses were all pretty new(a lot of British people with too much money living up there) and there wasn't anyone outside. People were probably still enjoying their siesta.
The view from the village was breathtaking. I made lots of pics but they don't capture the beauty of it at all.
Chanti and I had a nice refreshing drink in a British bar and sat there for a while. The hike back to Turre was downhill so it was much faster.
Loved getting away from the shelter for a bit and enjoy some physical exercise while being treated to amazing views.
It was in the high eighties, so pretty warm, but fortunately there was some a nice wind blowing. It was pretty tiring but not as bad as I had expected. And the views were just spectacular. Every 500m or so there was a sign which said how far it was to the nearest bar. We could both do with a refreshment.
After 1.5 hour we reached the village of Cabrera. It looked completely different from Turre. The houses were all pretty new(a lot of British people with too much money living up there) and there wasn't anyone outside. People were probably still enjoying their siesta.
The view from the village was breathtaking. I made lots of pics but they don't capture the beauty of it at all.
Chanti and I had a nice refreshing drink in a British bar and sat there for a while. The hike back to Turre was downhill so it was much faster.
Loved getting away from the shelter for a bit and enjoy some physical exercise while being treated to amazing views.
10/3/12
still Summer
Autumn has started but it still feels Summer here. The early mornings are nice and chilly but by 10am it is pretty hot already. So I have been using lots of sunscreen to prevent myself from getting a sunburn. And the dogs have been enjoying lots of siestas in the afternoon.
I am not working in quarantine every day anymore. I have been working in the Back to be precise. I like it a lot more, the kennels are bigger, you don´t have to desinfect yourself everytime and I like the fact that I am getting to know different dogs here. A large variety of different breeds, small and big dogs. No puppies here.
Yesterday we tried to introduce Rosie, the cute Staffy, into a group here. Outside she was all submissive and sweet but once inside the kennel she turned into a completely different dog. She started attacking 2 of the other dogs, so we had to put her back into quarantine unfortunately, :(
The shelter is kind of full, so there are some dogs in quarantine that can come out but we have no kennel left for them. It takes some time to figure out which dogs can share kennels with each other. On top of that another dog came in the day before yesterday. One of our volunteers almost ran him over on her way back home. I named him Teddy. And yesterday someone brought a small dog named Lolly. She used to live with an old lady who lost everything in the flood, :(
So there is no stopping it, dogs keep on coming. Fortunately there is a transport to The Netherlands and Germany next week, which means about 30 dogs will leave.
I am not working in quarantine every day anymore. I have been working in the Back to be precise. I like it a lot more, the kennels are bigger, you don´t have to desinfect yourself everytime and I like the fact that I am getting to know different dogs here. A large variety of different breeds, small and big dogs. No puppies here.
Yesterday we tried to introduce Rosie, the cute Staffy, into a group here. Outside she was all submissive and sweet but once inside the kennel she turned into a completely different dog. She started attacking 2 of the other dogs, so we had to put her back into quarantine unfortunately, :(
The shelter is kind of full, so there are some dogs in quarantine that can come out but we have no kennel left for them. It takes some time to figure out which dogs can share kennels with each other. On top of that another dog came in the day before yesterday. One of our volunteers almost ran him over on her way back home. I named him Teddy. And yesterday someone brought a small dog named Lolly. She used to live with an old lady who lost everything in the flood, :(
So there is no stopping it, dogs keep on coming. Fortunately there is a transport to The Netherlands and Germany next week, which means about 30 dogs will leave.
10/1/12
lovely day off
Today was my day off. I slept in(til 8 o'clock, love the morning too much to stay in bed much longer) and went for my first run when I got up. I had planned to go sooner but I couldn't because of the flooding. I ran for 20 minutes which was enough since it is much more exhausting here with all the hills.
After cleaning up the caravan a bit I left for Turre around 11 o'clock by foot. I hadn't counted on walking in mud most of the way. I took off my shoes and kind of enjoyed the feeling of walking with bare feet in mud. It is kind of soothing as long as you are not thinking about the off chance that you'll slip and fall face down, :). Fortunately that didn't happen.
It took me about an hour to get to Turre, half an hour longer than usual. I sat down for some cold orange juice in a British sport's bar(a lot of British people live in this part of Spain). After running my errands I decided to take another way back to the shelter. Not one I really like since it is walking on the side of the highway. Not very comfortable walking when trucks are passing you going 90 km/h. But I made it back safe.
After a relaxing afternoon I went for a nice walk with my favorite dog here, Sirocco. I heard some disturbing stories about him today. Last year he shared a kennel with Taberna, another Galgo. He kept getting wounds on him and they found out that Taberna was terrorizing him. When it would rain she would not let him get into his dogbed under the roof. So he would spent nights out in the rain. Poor thing! And on top of that she bit him numerous times hence the wounds on him. Adding to all the scars he had already caused by some horrible Spanish hunter, :(. Fortunately he is sharing a kennel now with a very sweet timid Galgo girl named Syphera.
Anyway, Sirocco and I loved our walk today. The sun was setting, Sirocco was happy being outside and I felt complete bliss, enjoying the scenery while walking with my sweetie, :)
Today was an excellent day!
After cleaning up the caravan a bit I left for Turre around 11 o'clock by foot. I hadn't counted on walking in mud most of the way. I took off my shoes and kind of enjoyed the feeling of walking with bare feet in mud. It is kind of soothing as long as you are not thinking about the off chance that you'll slip and fall face down, :). Fortunately that didn't happen.
It took me about an hour to get to Turre, half an hour longer than usual. I sat down for some cold orange juice in a British sport's bar(a lot of British people live in this part of Spain). After running my errands I decided to take another way back to the shelter. Not one I really like since it is walking on the side of the highway. Not very comfortable walking when trucks are passing you going 90 km/h. But I made it back safe.
After a relaxing afternoon I went for a nice walk with my favorite dog here, Sirocco. I heard some disturbing stories about him today. Last year he shared a kennel with Taberna, another Galgo. He kept getting wounds on him and they found out that Taberna was terrorizing him. When it would rain she would not let him get into his dogbed under the roof. So he would spent nights out in the rain. Poor thing! And on top of that she bit him numerous times hence the wounds on him. Adding to all the scars he had already caused by some horrible Spanish hunter, :(. Fortunately he is sharing a kennel now with a very sweet timid Galgo girl named Syphera.
Anyway, Sirocco and I loved our walk today. The sun was setting, Sirocco was happy being outside and I felt complete bliss, enjoying the scenery while walking with my sweetie, :)
Today was an excellent day!
9/30/12
nice warm day!
After another cloudy day yesterday we had some nice typical Spanish weather today, warm and sunny.
Still doing quarantine only. There is a Staffy there in the back called Sasha who is driving me crazy.
She is all muscles and so strong!!!! It is so hard to put her back into the kennel.
When you give her a bowl of food she knocks it over immediately so her food is all over the floor.
I think she is just so bored being there in her small kennel. I hope she moves to another part of the shelter soon where she will be able to move around more freely and have some nice playmates.
I took some pictures of the Back of the shelter. Some really nice dogs there. They all love some cuddles and attention, :)
friendly Robbie
cute Rusty
and beautiful Patch
Still doing quarantine only. There is a Staffy there in the back called Sasha who is driving me crazy.
She is all muscles and so strong!!!! It is so hard to put her back into the kennel.
When you give her a bowl of food she knocks it over immediately so her food is all over the floor.
I think she is just so bored being there in her small kennel. I hope she moves to another part of the shelter soon where she will be able to move around more freely and have some nice playmates.
I took some pictures of the Back of the shelter. Some really nice dogs there. They all love some cuddles and attention, :)
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