I would kind of just walk off with my tail between my legs if I were you Willy.
I would kind of just walk off with my tail between my legs if I were you Willy.
With these cold winter nights, Lola sneaks in every day to warm up on the balcony and have a snooze in the morning sun.
I even put a bed down for her...
We too have had various dogs come and go outside our gate. Skinny Girl never really made any special friends and was emaciated, with sores. She didn't compete very well for food.
Then several of the dogs were poisoned. Skinny Girl survived, maybe her inability to compete spared her. We have never wanted to give the street dogs names, they come and go, so this one has always been Skinny Girl.
Her skin mostly healed over and she has grown a bit of fur. Then, inevitably, she swelled up, expecting a litter of pups. Nine were born a month ago under a hedge oustside. Eight survived the first week. One has already found a home, a bit early but maybe better than the alternative. So now we have six girls and one boy. This morning we offered them food for the first time and they wolfed it down. They all look healthy.
A home is waiting for the boy, if I believe a Thai promise. I already have six dogs and that is as many as we can handle. Here they are, all looking for good homes.
I sometimes wonder if your mrs resents your unrequited love of doggies?
It seems not. Five of our six dogs are hers and she is busy telling people in the village how desperately they need a puppy, or two. She is busy cooking up enough food to feed them all tonight and in the morning.
I am way down her cooking priorities.
Do you need a couple of charming, happy and healthy puppies?
^ Good man, Shutree.
This is a constant and overwhelming problem. I often wish that I didn't care, but I do, and I can't change that.
I have found in the past that offering to pay for neutering may persuade a prospective family to offer a home to a girl puppy. Although you have to get this done yourself when they're of age of course, or they will take the puppy and and 'neutering' money, get pissed on cheap whisky and dump the puppy.
Pajama Girl got her dogs neutered by a government vet doing the rounds for around 500 Baht apiece, a fraction of what I seem to pay. Maybe your missus could organise that?
In my experience a neutered female makes the best pet, good temperament and usually not too moody and possessive.
Shame it's only available for dogs, to be honest.
By the way, Anna was a 'Skinny Girl' when I first met her under the same circumstances, helping her with a litter of puppies... and the rest is history. Who knows how things will turn out, but I have your back for dog football kits and Only Fans T-shirts.
Just let me know.
You can't have the spare wife's 'Anna' lingerie though, that would be weird.
I walked up the road today to say goodbye to Lola's family.
Her sister, Kamkoon, has many traits similar to Lola.
Lola's sister and mother together, before they left. They are inseparable.
And poor old Tem, Lola's dad who has lost wife and daughter. But we'll feed and water him, I'm sure heill bounce back.
Yes, afer making her new home dog-proof, Pajama Girl moved into the city today, taking Vua and Kamkoon with her. And Moodeng, of course. I was busy today so the gardener helped out with the move using the Vigo.
A last pic of the family together...
But maybe it's not 'goodbye', but just 'au revoir'?
I think I may well be paying PJG a visit in due course.
I'd like to give her rear gate a good rattle, to test how secure it really is.
It may stop the dogs getting around to the front and up the stairs, but I'd like to see if it's possible.
And here's Vua and Kamkoon in their fancy new city home. A secure back garden to play in, and no way inside to spoil the decor.
I gave them the red collars as leaving presents.
And the lovely Moodeng, made up to have friends to live with.
Although, there has already been one fight with Kamkoon by all accounts. Hopefully was just a one off, hierarchy issue.
I agree. That rear gate might need a good rattle
The rear gate should only be used when the front gate is closed otherwise it gets messy.
Last edited by Molle; 17-01-2025 at 10:47 PM.
I get the feeling that you're being smutty there and besmirching this dog thread?
But in case you're being serious, you are very correct. Leaving the front and back gate open is asking for trouble.
I haven't opened either of PJG's gates yet. I'm still oiling the hinges to avoid any problems in the future.
If you know what I mean.
But there's not much that WD40 won't fix.
Speaking of gates, we have a good gate to the pool at home and it's a useful area to stick the dogs in when we take the car out. I may worry overmuch but there's a fast road very close by and I don't want the dogs getting out.
After today's trip to Korat Chef, I returned home to this... it was also 'dog bed airing day'.
I just don't know what's got into these dogs lately, they're destroying everything.
Well, not 'they' but Lola. She quickly gave herself away by running off with a mouthful of her nighttime bedding.
I love to see happy dogs, but FFS...
Maybe I just need to get away for a few days and relax a bit?
I've just realised, that apart from a brief business trip to Bangkok in September and a short elephant shite collecting trip to Pak Chong in October, I've served over four months straight in Korat.
Is it any wonder that I'm going fukking mental?
Last edited by Mendip; 18-01-2025 at 07:22 PM.
wtf, that would be me removing all the soft stuff and the fucker can sleep on the concrete, that shit gets knocked "taught" out of them as puppies. I would would remove all the stuff and cage them up together as this two pack bollix is getting stupid. I get that you are tryin gto avoid them sgredding each other but sometime you just have to let it play out and for them to sort it out once and for all. Your intervention is preventing thet imho.
A Battle Royale!
Film it and sell it to weirdos.
Moodeng has developed quite an artfully elongated face. She looks like quite the canine character now with her limping leg extended.
I wonder what the Yogi-meister would make of that come hither leggy look...
^ She would be putty in Yogi's paws.
But spare a thought for poor Tem, who has lost wife, daughter and Moodeng all in one day.
He still lies outside of PJG's now vacated apartment every day. It must be awful to suddenly have your daughter disappear.
On Saturday night I took up a piece of steak I had saved for him, and he loved it.
On Sunday I took him a bowl of lunch with the intention of enticing him down to our back gate, but he only came half way.
Tem is our Tommy's brother and I have to admit he is a better looking dog with a better tail. Tommy is as daft as a brush and would never have survived out on the street, so I think I made the right choice. Tem is of course also Lola's father.
Anyway, after his Sunday lunch he returned to PJG's apartment to resume his wait for his family's return.
On Sunday evening I enticed him all the way to our back gate with offal, chicken and gravy on rice. The gardener makes a real effort with the dogs' food and spices it up with cinnamon sticks, star of anise, and stuff like that.
Tem approved. I wanted to avoid any pictures showing his testicles in case Reg Dingle fancies another Ya Dong slurpy, but sometimes they just slip into view.
Tem also had the opportunity to look around at his prospective new home. No rush, the seed is hopefully sown and he can think about it.
I've been busy today so the gardener fed him. Tem doesn't know the gardener and so wouldn't follow him back to our house but at least he got a decent meal. I popped up later to check on him and sure enough he was sitting there, waiting. He reminds me of that Japanese dog who spent it's life waiting at a train station for his dead master to return. I think they built a statues of him? Anyway, poor thing... I find it really sad.
We had roast pork tonight so I took him up some fat and crackling. I don't think it'll be long until he moves into one of the kennels out the back of our house. Dogs usually seem to think with their stomachs.
Wasted crackling on a dog? They’d be a war if you tried that round my place!
^ I have to watch my cholesterol, Willy.
And anyway, who's to say that I don't have along term strategy?
I went up to see Tem today...
Maybe this battered and bruised street dog may facilitate my pajama curiosity? Regular updates of Tem's welfare will keep lines of communication open... and then who knows...
Dog moves in mysterious ways.
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