Mr A came home on Sunday evening because the Muhtar had agreed to provide a vehicle for him and Mr A to round up the dogs and get them to the safety of Milas shelter.
It will come as no surprise (it didn't to me) that the Muhtar let us down. So another wasted journey for Mr A.
The dogs are still around but they are moving about, sometimes further away from the village. I am still leaving food down in the centre by the school, and filling the water containers, but when Mr A set off back to work early yesterday morning, he found them some distance from the village along the back roads.
It's too difficult for me, without transport, to search for them every day. They could be anywhere, so I will just continue to leave food and water in the same place. I think it's likely that they will go there to eat in the middle of the night when there are no people around.
I worry constantly about them. Every time a hear a gun shot my heart beats so fast...even though common sense tells me it's probably the wild boars being shot to protect the crops.
It might take some time, but we won't give up trying to get these dogs away from the village.