Sunday, 26 April 2009
Yes, it's true. Travel to foreign places can be dangerous as these pictures clearly show. Injuries do occur, pedicures are ruined, strangers approach and want to know you, food is questionable, and sleeping habits are disrupted. One must be on alert for these dangers. One must be vigilant or the consequences can be bad...bad...bad. Be wary, be very wary of the spiraling down of clothing choices, especially, accessories, as this is a clear sign of trouble in paradise. Try not to let your guard down or you could find yourself adopting a stray dog and thinking it is a perfectly sane thing to do. If you find yourself speaking Spanish you most likely need an intervention and hopefully can be rescued and returned and deprogrammed before permanent damage is done.
Saturday, 18 April 2009
Big, big puppylove is what is going on at Alison's sanctuary on Isla Mujeres. On the days that we visited we were always greeted by happy, friendly, bouncing puppies and dogs of all kinds. The difference between the street dogs and Alison's rescued dogs was like night & day. The dogs living on the streets of Mexico tend to be wary and skittish and understandably not very trusting of people. They also tend to be busy searching for food and a safe place to rest a bit. They also tend to break your heart. In all our years of traveling around Mexico, it was always the dogs that got to me. Before you think that I am hard-hearted when it comes to people, you would be wrong. It is just that here I choose to write about the dogs. That being said, I want to tell you that owning a mexican dog for almost 14 years was a most wonder-full experience. I would recommend it to anyone. When I found Cowgirl on that beach in Mexico she was about 8 or 9 weeks old and she was running with a pack of older dogs. Her mother was not one of them. I fell in love with her upon sight and our first kiss sealed the deal. The cool mystery of owning a puppy of mixed blood is that slowly the adult dog is revealed over the next few months until 'voila' you have a dog unlike any other! Over the years we were always asked the question "What kind of dog is that?". To which we would reply "A pure-bred, Mexican street dog". Our little private joke, but always a good way to talk about how she came to be ours. "IslaAnimals.org"
Saturday, 11 April 2009
Isla Mujeres Shelter It seems only fitting that I start out the Isla Mjujeres story with the real reason for going there in the first place. I was in search of some 'puppylove' and I needed a jumpstart to get moving out of the quicksand that I seemed mired in. When I first learned about Isla Mujeres and all that it had to offer (sun, surf, food etc.) of course it sounded good, but what really got to my heart was the island shelter run by a woman named Alison. She runs a haven (a heaven?), for Isla dogs, and sometimes cats. She does it out of her love and with lots of help from volunteers. http://www.islaanimals.org So I knew I had to go and meet her. I also wanted to open my heart up again because well, because, I had done it once before for a Mexican puppy and it had changed my life. I was at my lowest point in my spiral downwards (boo,hoo). I can see that now. Isla Mujeres was a place I had never been to before and neither had Cowgirl. She had traveled with us almost everywhere so I had to go somewhere where I wouldn't be reminded of her whenever I turned around. Isla fit the bill. I was fully prepared to go on my own but as a whim, I emailed a friend and asked if she wanted to take a trip with me. Fully expecting a "no"...I got a "yes". Yippee, yah,ky, yah! So we were off. This dear friend of mine, needless to say was totally on the same wavelength and there was never a doubt in my mind that amazing events were going to take place on mexican time, on an island, in another world. These pictures capture some of the big love that is on this small island at Alison's sanctuary.
Tuesday, 7 April 2009
Sometimes looks can be deceiving. In the beginning, it seemed impossible but it just goes to show you that a little bit of 'obsession' can indeed be a good thing. I ( Miss know- nothing- about- computers--me!) have managed to do something that will provide hours of playtime. I now have the Isla Mujeres pictures!!! So, get ready because we are going to the island to eat good stuff, to meet some puppies, to fall in love, to make some friends and maybe to laugh a little. Muchas gracias, Joey, for taking most of the Isla pictures.