Geez. Coming back from Cancun yesterday, I gave up sitting in the air conditioned cabin downstairs and braved the hot sun and wind of the upper deck. Why? So that I could take a movie of what crossing the bay is like. So three attempts at uploading on Blogger later and I give up. I might try to post it later. We'll see. But on to the subject of today's post.
Dogs. Or, more specifically, a dog. Every single person that we have told here about our big break in last June and now the unknown visitor again Wednesday night, has had the same answer. Get a dog. House dog, yard dog, doesn't matter. Just something that will bark and alert us to somebody messing around. Or a big dog that will make people stop and think before climbing a gate or jumping a wall. I like dogs. B and I had dogs the first 23 years of our 27 years together. But I don't want just a watch dog. If I get a dog, I want a pet.
There are many street dogs and puppies here that we could adopt. Problem with that is two-fold. I would want a puppy that I can train. Second problem is that almost every dog on the island right now has some amount of pit bull blood in them. Pit bulls are very popular here. It's a scary breed to begin with and then add in how little care and training they receive and I see problems in the future. These dogs are allowed to breed whenever they come into heat and then the puppies are just left to fend for themselves once the cuteness wears off. In some cases, actually beaten if they try to stay around. Nice. But then, wouldn't a grown dog that is already "street wise" be the better option? We do live right in front of a busy road.
And what do we do with it when we travel? And what about the cats? Simon would really have his nose out of shape and I'm sure Kitten would just take off, never to be seen again. Questions, questions.
I know a lot of you ex-pats here have dogs. What do you do when you travel? Any advice would be appreciated.