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Playdate at David’s

The day of my garden tour, my next door neighbor David offered to play host to my three doggies, knowing they would wreak havoc on the garden party, for sure, just due to their over-enthusiasm in greeting new guests.

Surprisingly, I heard not a bark from next door as new guests arrived with regularity between the hours of 11 and 3, and the next day, when David sent me these photos taken during his playdate with my three kids, I could see why. They seem to have had a wonderful and active day with their Uncle David!!! I thank him for that.

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Images by David Bershad

Canine Candids, Last on the Card for July, 2024

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For Bushboy’s Last on the Card prompt.

Children’s Ukulele Concert, Ajijic, July 12, 2024, for Cellpic Sunday

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For Cellpic Sunday, July 14. Thanks, Jonbo!!!

“Last on the Card” June 30, 2024

For Last on the Card

Annie’s Place, FOTD June 16, 2024

The day Annie died, Pasiano buried her in front of the peanut terrace wrapped up in her favorite rug with her pull toy and one of my shoes.  I was working on a blog chronicling all the places she had carried my shoes to in the brief time she was with us. Seemed fitting for her to get to take one with her.  The next day Pasiano and Yolanda and I walked up the dry river bed of the arroyo a block from my house and found these stones.  On Wednesday I went flower shopping and arranged the flowers. On Friday, Pasiano planted them and yesterday and today I culled succulents from other plots to complete the planting.  The peanut terrace behind her spot has room for two chairs and a small table. It is in the shade of the huge pistachio tree that I planted as a sapling 15 years ago or more. It is a good spot for us to come and visit her. It is the spot where I’d had Pasiano dig up a tree that was getting too big and growing up through the limbs of the pistachio.  Although we planted it with grass, for some reason it never quite took hold, perhaps because the dogs loved to dig there. Zoe and Annie chose it as their favorite wrestling spot and would come up covered with dirt and leaves. It seemed just the right place. R.I.P. Annie.

For Cee’s FOTD

Down in the Grass

 

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Summer in the meadows under shelter of tall grass—
in our youth we never dreamed that it could pass.
We had it firmly tethered so it could not slip away.
It curled in loosened coils around us as we lay.
Oh, tomorrow, wrapped up in today.
We never know the dreams we’ll lose along the way

For the Cosmic Photo Challenge: Down in the Grass

I know, once again my number of photos is excessive. Just take into account that they have been culled from 14,290 photos labeled “grass” in my photos file..Excuses, excuses. The poem is an excerpt from a poem I published years ago named “Desire.”

Annie

You must wonder why after so many posts on Annie, I have suddenly not mentioned her at all. Thanks  to Forgottenman, you probably already know that she passed away yesterday and I really appreciate all who have expressed sympathy for Annie’s death. Later I would like to do some further posts revealing her last adventures, but I’m not ready right now to do so.

R.I.P. Sweet Annie.

Annie’s New Toy!!!

 

Annie, Day Two

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It is very difficult trying to manage three different groups  of animals: Coco and Morrie and Zoe, the cats and Annie. I  let Annie sleep with me because she cries if I am not within reach,  then this morning let other dogs in to my bedroom and they jumped up on bed with us and  were too frisky because they were hungry and wanted to be fed and she got scared so I had to put Coco and Zoe and Morrie out to feed them, then took Annie out front hoping she would pee but cats came in so I put cat food out and picked her up so she wouldn’t eat it, brought her in to the kitchen to feed her and afterwards took her for a walk which was a real adventure.

When we came in, I came into the bedroom to get my computer and the other doggies were at the south screen door to my room. Annie ran over to touch noses so I cracked the screen a bit to let her out . The others were gentler so she ran away to play with them, but five or ten minutes later she was crying at the screen and they were jumping about her.  I let her in and noticed wet footprints on the terrace and her legs and feet were sopping . Evidently she either stepped on the hot tub cover and then withdrew before sinking all the way in or stepped down one step into the pool, but if so more of her would be wet. At any rate, she is now sleeping by my side. It is tricky getting her acquainted with her new complicated environment.  While I had her out front, Coco was up on roof over the front door watching .Yolanda had left the outside gate to the upstairs open and the dogs can run up the stairs, jump up on the low wall and run over the top of the doggie domain (room I built on just for the dogs) and get onto the dome and run all the way around the roof of the house.  Only Coco does this at present, but the others can get up on the dome over my bedroom. See photo above as proof. I always keep the gate to the stairs closed for this reason.

No, I won’t Annie out on the back terrace around the pool unless I am near, but she has to learn about the pool. Yesterday the other dogs kept getting between her and water when she was near the pool. Diego and Morrie did this with Zoe, too.  Slowly, she will learn not to enter into the pool and  they will get used to each other. They are all very curious and not violent. Yesterday when I was in the hammock, Annie  kept checking up on me, then would run away to play with them. It  made me so happy, She has a babysitter this afternoon as I’m going to lunch at my friend Brad’s house and then out to an art show of my friend Isidro. Moms need to have some social life away from the kids!  Really does feel a bit like dealing with a newborn. This was not as much of a problem with any of the other puppies, but none seemed as damaged as Annie does. I think she is doing pretty well for as terrorized as she was just two days ago!

Note: that big dog on the roof is actually a statue of Frida. Her ashes are inside of it. Just had to put her up there in her favorite place where she spent most of every day surveying the neighborhood. This was pre-gate when she had full access.

What would you do?

What would you do if you saw this puppy frantically rushing back and forth on an access road to a busy highway?  What I did was watch it in my rear vision mirror, then back up a block to try to  get it to come to me. Instead it ran under my car, crying and yipping loudly all the time. A man on a motorcycle stopped to help. Then a woman came out of a nearby place with her young son and a blanket in her arms to wrap the puppy in when and if we caught it. We finally did and I put it in the cooler I had brought along to take frozen food home in. I took the ice bags out and propped the lid open with one. The woman said it had been hit by a car, so I drove it immediately to the vet who Xrayed it, gave it shots and a bath. (The ice chest was covered in dirt from the puppy, who was filthy.) The tests showed parasites and malnutrition but no broken bones, so it was conjecture on the part of the woman who had helped me that it had been hit by a car. Long story short, “it” is a “she” and after a night at the vets, this sweetie was released to my arms. That is her being held by one of the vet’s assistants she had already bonded to. Once in the car, she insisted on nestling into one of my arms and settling on my lap where she still is now that we are home. Her sisters and brother are crying at the door, wanting to meet her, but for now we are just going to bond and get her accustomed to this new place.  What do you think? Do I have another dog? I’ll take votes. I promised a friend I’d advertise for a home for her, but you know how it goes.  Never met a dog or kitty I couldn’t bond to during a ride home!!!