It seems here in Mexico everyone has a dog. The locals have them for protection and the ex-patriots for companionship. At age 40 I decided that I was going to be a dog person. That coupled with the belief that children need pets….it didn’t take long before we acquired the cutest long eared, droopy eyed Bassett Hound. We named him Mojo. He was so small that he could fit in your hands, but quickly grew into an enormously stout creature.
Mojo belongs to my daughter. He is her enduring friend. Although he is massive she still treats him like he is a lapdog and romances him with “baby talk”. Mojo is quite possibly the most friendly dog I have ever met. He roams our street greeting all the neighbors. (He loves to hear himself bark ;-)) Seems everyone wants to spoil him. Our neighbors let him come inside and lounge on their living room floor. And while our friend Kevin was visiting he would read aloud from the bible each morning & Mojo would sit beside him and just listen.
One day shortly after Mojo had grown to full-size the girls were taking a walk. They “found” two Scottish terriers in a vacant lot. They said that the dogs just “followed” them home. Later they tried to convince me that one of the dogs just walked right up and put his head in the collar they were holding. (I didn’t believe it until I saw him do it.) We quickly named them Romeo & Juliette.
Romeo was an old terrier speckled with lots of grey. He was sweet & knew many tricks. But he didn’t like Mojo and he also didn’t like the grass. I mean he hated the grass. He love to go on walks and like I said he would walk right up and put his head through the collar and head straight for the gate. If I tried to walk towards the grass he would put his legs out straight and drop his belly flat on the ground. It was so funny to watch him. I would go towards the gate & up he popped, wagging his tail, but a turn towards the grass and splat he was down on the ground refusing to go any further. Since he didn’t like the grass my patio became his place of choice to do his “business” and quickly the other two dogs followed his lead.
Oh it was awful! And all the while our kids were smitten with him. What were we going to do?
Turns out one to many fights with Mojo (one about 2 feet from our,at the time, 4 year old) and Romeo had to find a new home. But that wasn’t difficult for such a friendly and clever dog. He quickly found a new owner and then we were left with two dogs.
Juliette, does not have the adoring personality nor the funny tricks of Romeo. But what she doesn’t have in personality she makes up with loyalty. The first time I saw her she growled at me, & I was scared. It didn’t take me long, however, to realize that in her quirky way she was just saying hello. Now, I just growl back & she wags her tail. Julie, as we affectionately call her, quickly adopted me. I don’t even remember when it happened, but she follows me around, sleeps at the side of my bed and attacks any stranger that comes near me. One day I took her to the park, I thought that she might have fun, but after an entire afternoon of her trying to defend me against all the “strangers”, I found it best for her to stay home the next time I went.
Today while I was writing this blog, Julie followed Mojo out of the yard. They both scampered down the street. Mojo has since returned, but Julie is no where to be found. (And I am so worried about her.) When the girls originally found her she was hiding in some bushes. We later discovered her previous owners who said she had been missing for days. After seeing how happy we were together they asked us if we would like to keep her & we readily agreed. I guess I will send the girls out to look for her, maybe they will find her for the second time.
(PS:When I began this blog, I had no idea that this is how it would end. 😦 hopefully I can update soon about her return. )
Late in the Afternoon the same day she left, someone came to the door and told me they had spotted Julie. They took us to the little boy who had found her. Juliette is now home safe and sound.:-)