On Friday morning, a young couple came by inquiring whether or not these two young pups belonged to us, seeing that we had four dogs in the yard. Of course they weren't, but the couple couldn't take them with them - they already had ten dogs of their own! – so I decided to hold onto them in case they were escapees belonging to someone in the area. After further inspection - and a bit of de-ticking - it appears that they might be "drop-offs": pups that are unwanted by their owners. This happens way too much down here, but it is a fact of a dog's life in these islands.
This morning, however, our trusted and beloved gardener Josie tells us that the pups belonged to the new owner of the house at the end of our road. Considering the condition of these dogs, they no longer answer to that house and we still suspect the owner of the house let them out on purpose (they also have a vicious pit-bull which does not like puppies, so we are told).
Two days later, I discover that all of our dogs are ‘drama queens’: two are on hunger strikes, not having eaten their dinners in two days; Ben – our bigger Shepherd – thinks he has been banished from another family unit once again (he really is a sad-sack otherwise) and is now very timid about entering the house; and, “Garbage Guts” Elvis – the reigning “Queen”, as it were, who normally and oh, so woefully howls at feeding time for food (and will happily clean out any scraps left by the others whether they’ve finished their dinners or not), lay possum-like at the side of the pool, rolling his eyes pitifully to say, “You’ve already replaced me. I am dead to you. Just shove me into the canal, why don’t you? I’ll eventually drift out to sea.”
It's times like this I don't regret not having kids.
Whether we keep the pups remains to be seen – this depends on our original brood. I must keep them separate because of their size (our dogs will render them like they might a cat that strayed into our yard). Hopefully they will soon get their noses of out joint and accept them (Elvis is not long for this world, I’m afraid). I really didn’t think they would be so jealous of these young ones – but aren’t they soooooo CUTE???!!!
What, no Holy and Crap for these two? Well I guess Chewy and Prancer are alright. They are very cute :-)ReplyDelete
Nicky: Holy and Crap would describe them to a tee! I'm up to my armpits in crap and holy shit would be another way of describing them. But, alas, our decision to adopt remains at the hands (or paws) of the exisitng crew. (Actually, I'm leaning toward "Zappa" for the female - she's got a gotee going for her. My mom likes "Jake" for the male. Hmmm... maybe Jepeto?.)ReplyDelete
They are definitely adorable. Now, if I only lived closer I might consider taking one of them!ReplyDelete
Puppies are so cute, and sooo much work. I hope the others come around. You'd think they'd know that they're babies, and treat them as such, my dogs will fight any dog (and yes they're yorkies) but bring a puppy around and they turn sweet.ReplyDelete
They are adorable. I hope all canines and their humans can make the adjustments.ReplyDelete
Harry, my big red potcake, would joyfully accept any new dog as brother or sister and never look back. Honey our old girl, would be heartbroken. I can't get another dog until Honey passes. When she does, I think I"d get two at the same time. That is, if Harry is still his silly happy playful self. Dog politics are exhausting. I think the pups are adorable!ReplyDelete
They're adorable. I wish more people would spay and neuter their pets so there would be fewer homeless.ReplyDelete
Bless you for opening your heart and your home to them.
Boom Boom: If they keep up their shenanigans, I might just air freight them both to you!ReplyDelete
Madge: A few months ago, we had a young female here for a few days, but our female would have a fit if they even got near each other. It might be some work to "friend" them with the others.ReplyDelete
Reffie: I hear ya there, my dear. It's sad the way some pet owners here treat their animals.ReplyDelete
Linda: I think our dogs feel like they are going to be replaced. And getting two dogs when Honey passes sounds like a good idea, but I hope it will be awhile before that happens.ReplyDelete
Jayne: They offer free spaying and neutering clinics here now and again. Unfortunately, many Bahamians don't fix their dogs because they believe it will ruin their uses as guard dogs. The animal neglect here is also very pitiful.ReplyDelete
And, thank you.
Dogs are so humorous, and so expressive when they think things are going wrong. But for the height of doggy drama-queenery you should check out Hyberole and a Half's "Dogs Don't Understand Basic Concepts Like Moving."ReplyDelete
Frank: When I went to the hospital for a few days last year, they got all weirded out, too. Shaboo, our Beta dog, refused his nightly biscuit treats and Ben-Ben (the pathetic-faced Shepherd) camped out by the front gate awaiting my return. The other two basically sulked. It's not like I normally spend a whole bunch of time with them, but I guess they love me! They really love me! [insert groan here]ReplyDelete
Ha! That post is hilarious and those dogs definitely 'out-queen' my dogs any day. Thanks for the link!
"Chewy" and "Prancer" are absolutely adorable. And if they can't stay with you permanently hopefully you will be able to find them a good/loving home.ReplyDelete
meleah: After almost three days, I'm tempted to name them "Shit" and "Disturber". It's been a slice. I'm optimistic about the melding with the existing brood - if not, I hope (and know) a few people who may be willing to take them.ReplyDelete
Yes, there is always hope.
I've lost count of all the dogs you've mentioned. Don't any humans live in the Bahamas?ReplyDelete
dufus: Sometimes I have to wonder myself - I don't know how many times I've been hit upon by all the dawgs down here.ReplyDelete
(BTW, you lookin' for a puppy?)
6 dogs? Holy Crap! Ha.ReplyDelete
Seriously that's a lot of crap, I don't know how you do it. Good luck you dog rescueing angel!
Sue: Yep - six dogs. And it is a lot of crap! I just finished poop patrol - I didn't realize how much shit puppies can make besides the tearing of newspapers and the chewing almost everything in site, including my toes!ReplyDelete
I'll have to get them some chew toys while I still have shoes.
"OooomygooooodthosepuppiesaresoCUUUUUUUTE!" (Sorry, that was my inner nine-year-old. She loves puppies.) - GReplyDelete
GD: Yes, they were cute - now they've become little monsters. They had me up at 3 a.m., and again at 6 a.m. so I'm barely working on four good hours of sleep today. Yeah, they still are cute.ReplyDelete
Awwww. They are so cute!ReplyDelete
Jen: And getting bigger every day. Sadly, their poops grow with them.ReplyDelete
Holy crap, you have many dogs! And holy crap, those poopettes are so cute!! They look adorable, and just like they could destroy everything you own and a more.ReplyDelete
Ziva: Holy crap - they do a lot of that too! I don't know what it is about potcakes but they refuse to play with regular toys and are eyeing almost everything they can get their teeth into, including my toes.ReplyDelete