It was a routine weekend. We visited Hope and the green boat men. They are all well. The UN refugee agency is here again and this time interviewing all of htemn individually and in detail. They will be here all week, so I am told. Then we will see if they are officially offered "refugee" status.
Shorty has taken to the water and now goes up to his neck, but no signs of swimming. So I decided to swim with him, but he wasn't interested. (Maybe because I tired to give him a shower and he was petrified! But he was a muddy puppy!) There were three dogs - Shorty, Buddy, and Chocolate. They would sit under a hibiscus tree and when I would swim far enough away down the side of the shore,they would then move to another shady spot. They kep moving with me, but none would venture into the water, except for the short distance that Shorty did. The water is perfect - no chill when getting into it, no getting used to it. How I am going to miss this.
Heidi and the kids were over Friday night. I don't know how she manages four very energic children. We had fun in the apartment and that little sweeting Honora asked if they could live here forever. What a doll.
Four of us expat women had a "girls lunch out" this week. Sheryl and Marie are from Australia and are volunteering here, Heidi is originally from Tasmania then Indonesia then the Philippines. It was fun and a good break from the hospital, dogs, and kids. We should have done this more often.
Men dancing at the Museum of Living Culture.
Honora, Reina, Tommy, Heidi, and little baby Theo. Yes, playing on and in my bed. Where else do you hide for a game of hide and seek?
Heidi and Theo.
Shorty's cousin, Brownie. Shorty is cuter. This one was fed by the Japanese volunteer. You see how this works!
Shorty has taken to the water and now goes up to his neck, but no signs of swimming. So I decided to swim with him, but he wasn't interested. (Maybe because I tired to give him a shower and he was petrified! But he was a muddy puppy!) There were three dogs - Shorty, Buddy, and Chocolate. They would sit under a hibiscus tree and when I would swim far enough away down the side of the shore,they would then move to another shady spot. They kep moving with me, but none would venture into the water, except for the short distance that Shorty did. The water is perfect - no chill when getting into it, no getting used to it. How I am going to miss this.
Heidi and the kids were over Friday night. I don't know how she manages four very energic children. We had fun in the apartment and that little sweeting Honora asked if they could live here forever. What a doll.
Four of us expat women had a "girls lunch out" this week. Sheryl and Marie are from Australia and are volunteering here, Heidi is originally from Tasmania then Indonesia then the Philippines. It was fun and a good break from the hospital, dogs, and kids. We should have done this more often.
Men dancing at the Museum of Living Culture.
Honora, Reina, Tommy, Heidi, and little baby Theo. Yes, playing on and in my bed. Where else do you hide for a game of hide and seek?
Heidi and Theo.
Shorty's cousin, Brownie. Shorty is cuter. This one was fed by the Japanese volunteer. You see how this works!
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