The weather over the last couple of days has been lovely. Yesterday it reached 17 degrees outside, although the house is freezing, but it enabled Mr A to continue with rebuilding the wall at the back of the house, and the dogs to enjoy the sunshine.
A trip into Milas yesterday afternoon to get some more dogfood, food shopping and two more bags of cement, started off well. We took Monty and Tommy with us. They seem to enjoy the back seat of the car, looking out of the windows and barking at cats, and a bit of play fighting.
The boot was full and we set off to the village. Just as we were about to turn off the main road to the village, the car stalled and wouldn't start again. Fortunately we were pretty close to the saniye (industrial estate) so with the help of a couple of men the car was pushed to a workshop. They managed to get it going again. There is a problem with the engine it seems and this will have to be investigated on Monday. As always we have problems with cars. It's inevitable because it's old, and the village roads are not helping.
So we are half way up the hill to the house and the car breaks down again and just won't start, so we had to leave it there. Mr A told me to just take the dogs up to the house and he would make several journeys back to the car to bring up the sacks of dogfood, cement and shopping. I should have taken notice, but I held on to the dog leads with my "bad" arm and carried a couple of shopping bags with my good arm.
On reaching the gate the 4 big dogs were barking and pleased to see us. I struggled to get in with the dogs and shopping whilst trying to prevent the big dogs from getting out as Dursune's chickens were again running all over the place but my hands were full and I failed. Freddie squeezed past me and the other three pushed me out of the way to follow him.
Freddie immediately chased the chickens and the others followed suit. Dursune appeared from her house and shouted and screamed. I shouted at the dogs. Mr A appeared with shopping, dropped it to deal with the dogs, and a large pot of yogurt burst and the contents went everywhere, along with half a dozen smashed eggs.
Result...two dead chickens. Of course I am not happy about my dogs killing her chickens, but I am sick to death of her lack of responsibility. She continued to shout and I shouted back....mostly in English with Mr A translating. I have told her that she cannot just let her chickens wander all over the place. If my dogs don't kill them, they will be killed by other street dogs or foxes.
The shouting and translating continued, and then she suddenly shut up. Mr A tells me that she has got the message and that she is scared of me now because I was so angry. Of course I don't want to scare anyone but if that's what it takes then so be it.
I unloaded the shopping, fed the dogs, fed Mr A, and peace was restored. Then to the highlight of my afternoon.
Another thing we did in Milas was to collect a parcel from the bus coming from Fethiye. It was from Joanna, who we met when she brought Monty to Gokova for us to collect. She had sent me goodies, including amongst other things Cadbury's chocolate and a bottle of wine, a blanket for the dogs and some fleecy pyjama bottoms for me to keep us warm.
What a lovely thing to do, and such kindness. I won't be getting Christmas presents this year, so you can imagine my excitement. Suddenly the stresses of the afternoon just slipped away.