Portugese Dogs

18th February

Cloudy and cold. JC embarrassed me again by riding to Fuseta for the groceries. Approx 3.0 miles each way. It was his second time and I haven't even managed to get there. Meanwhile the lady (Rachael) that handles the change over turns up and says she is going to change our sheets and clean the kitchen. Great. We have a good old chat, mostly about the way the Portugese keep (or don't) their dogs. There is a gorgeous large white dog at the end of the road, kept on a chain 24/7. Never exercised, has no shade, and I can,t see any water. I get really upset every time I pass him. He looks so miserable and just barks all day. I ask Rachael if there is anything I can do.  She has rescued so many dogs and cats herself she says it is all pretty hopeless. She has 4 dogs and 6 cats. If you report the dog it may be taken away but will probably be put down. Anyway, it is food for thought.

Rachael tells me about an electrical shop in Olhao not far from here that sells cameras and may repair mine. Unfortunately, they say they can't repair it and have only a limited number of cameras to sell. In fact, only one zoom like one. A Canon which is all singing and dancing so I have to bite the bullet and buy it.

At home, I try to get excited about the camera which seems to be a good replacement for mine but not as good and JC points out it is bigger than mine, and then I find I have to manually flip up the flash and then I decide to take it back.