Thursday, 26 February 2015

This week's update

Annie the dog was collected from her safe place in the village on Monday.  Our vet spayed her on Tuesday morning.  She recovered well but we decided to give her a few days in the clinic before getting her back to the village, particularly as the weather has been so dreadful.

She has also had all her vaccinations and we will hopefully be able to arrange to get her back to the village tomorrow.  We decided against taking her to the sanayi because it has become obvious that the family who feed her with the food we provide, are very fond of her.  When Mr A was  checking on her on Monday morning he threw a handful of dog biscuits on the ground for her.  The woman who feeds her asked him "Why did you do that, she has her own bowl for her food"....and when Annie was about to set off for the clinic, the women said "Please bring her back".  

I am very reassured by these comments and feel confident that Annie will be safe where she is.

Another of the village dogs, a bitch who we have named Nancy, also needs to be spayed.  She has already had puppies.  It's uncertain how many litters she may have had or what happened to her babies, but we want to stop this endless cycle for as many females as possible.
Nancy playing with Mr A

Nancy is an affectionate girl and very playful and she follows Mr A everywhere.  She is usually to be found sitting next to him outside the teahouse.   When she has been spayed we intend to take her to the sanayi so she is safe.  We have already spoken to the man who looks after Kahve and feeds up to 20 dogs a day and he will keep an eye on Nancy.  Mr A recalls Kahve playing wıth Nancy before he was moved to the sanayi, so a friendship will be renewed!  Because Nancy tends to hang around the centre of the village we feel she could be at risk, so need to make her safe.

We are continuing to provide food for the sanayi dogs, the old man in the village who feeds 6 or 7 dogs each day, for Annie, and of course for any remaining dogs that we feed in or around the village.
We would like to raise some money for Nancy's operatıon and vaccinations, and we would love to continue to get more dogs neutered here, both in the village and the sanayi.   But we can't do it without your help.

If you would like to donate something, no matter how small, you will find the Paypal button at the top of this page.  Anything we receive is always very gratefully received.  Thankyou.

Saturday, 21 February 2015


Some of you wanted to see photos of Dursune's donkey.  I referred to the donkey in my last post HERE  as "he" but it's actually a girl.   When this donkey first arrived I thought she was a mule  (see my Edit at the end of the post whıch explains the confusion)

Anyway she didn't have a name so we have called her Daisy, and Dursune is happy with that (although she is pronouncing it Teyze which means aunt, but that's ok!)

We noticed this morning that Daisy has an injury on her leg which she sustained while she was away from home.   Dursune has put olive oil on it which isn't going to work, so I have sprayed it wıth veterinary antibacterial spray and I will continue to do so until the wound has healed.

...and my reward?   Fresh eggs from Dursune's chickens.
EDIT:  See this post HERE FROM JUNE 2013.  The first replacement for the donkey who died WAS a mule and I found out last night that at some point she exchanged him for a donkey and for some reason I didn't know or notice the difference.   Hence my confusion when posting yesterday.


Friday, 20 February 2015

MAKING PLANS BY PHONE....and a runaway donkey.

Mr A was discharged from hospital on Thursday and collected by David and Abdu (Thankyou dear friends).

He still has pain on and off, particularly getting up from a chair or out of bed, but this is to be expected.  I was rather surprised that the incision was bigger than I thought it would be.  His doctor told him there are 28 stitches.  These will be removed on 4th March, and until then he has to be very careful moving about, climbing stairs...and hills (this could prove difficult with the steep hill up to our house).   He is not allowed to lift any more than 5kg for 3 to 4 months.

I am relieved now that he has no building work as this would be impossible.  He has however secured a job near the airport (10 minutes from home) for a car rental company, booking in customers, filling in forms and delivering/collecting cars.   This is to start on 1st April and he should be feeling a lot better by then.  It's only for 7 months of the year but it's a regular salary so we are happy with this.

Before Mr A went into hospital last Monday he made sure that there was sufficient food for the dogs at the sanayi, for the mum dog (who we now call Annie) and for the old man in the village who feeds 6 or 7 dogs every day.  He also arranged for this man to feed other strays in the village whilst Mr A was  in hospital.  So everything was covered.

Since he came out yesterday,  he has phoned our vet and made plans for him to collect Annie sometime soon to be spayed.  

A thankyou here is due to Christine, who donates regularly to my fund, who also specıfıcally wanted to pay for Annie's operation.  We are very grateful Christine.

  Annie wıll be collected during the coming week.  She will stay in the clinic for two or three days and then we will try to arrange for her to be taken to the sanayi.  Although she has shelter and is being fed where she is at the moment we feel that she was quite safe while she still had her two puppies.  However, now she is on her own we are concerned that she may be shot or poisoned like others here, so we want to make sure she is safe.  We will also have her vaccinated.   She is still having treatment for a small amount of mange on her legs, and this will continue until it's cleared.

And while Mr A is recuperating he has managed to locate a runaway donkey by making phone calls.

Dursune told me on Tuesday that her donkey had disappeared the night before.  She had searched the village but couldn't find him.  I was sure she would find him quite quickly, and I'm afraid with everything else going on, I didn't think to check with her until yesterday morning after Mr A came home.  He was still missing after 3 days and she was quite distraught  

I mentioned this to Mr A and he immediately phoned the Muhtar who put out an announcement on the public address system.   Within 10 minutes Mr A received a call from someone in the village who had seen the donkey wandering around but had no idea who it belonged to.   I called out to Dursune to come to the house and Mr A explained to her where to find her donkey.

An hour later Dursune brought her donkey home with a big smile on her face.  She spent the afternoon talking to him and giving him plenty to eat.  Last night she put him in her shed to make sure he didn't run away again.

It's already proving difficult to stop Mr A doing things he shouldn't do.  He is stubborn (and he's Turkish ......... those of you married to Turks will know what I mean)  but as long as he can make plans and organise by phone he does at least feel useful.

Monday, 16 February 2015

Turkish Hospitals and Laptops

We were collected by our friends Davıd and Abdu this morning who kindly offered to take us over to Milas devlet hospital for Mr A's operation.  We were there before 8am but as the computer system was down there was a delay getting up to the ward.  However, once we arrıved, he had the usual checks and was soon off to theatre.

As this happened sooner than we expected we decided to wait in his room until he returned.   It went well but he was understandbly in a lot of pain, not helped by the fact that it took four men, includıng Abdu to lift hım onto the bed...he is very heavy!

As we were about to leave, to let him get some rest, we were informed that one of us would have to stay with him overnight.   Although I have always been aware that there isn't the same kind of nursing that one is used to in NHS hospitals, which means that Turkish familıes tend to spend all day, every day ın hospital wıth their sick relatives, I was surprised on their ınsistance that someone other than nursıng staff would be required to be with him for 24 hours.

Because I have 10 dogs who can't be left on their own for this amount of time, Abdu (bless his heart) offered to stay.  So whilst Mr A was having pain relief and put on drip, we went down to Kipa to pick up some supplies for Abdu's stay, and for when Mr A will be able to eat tomorrow.  We had time for a coffee, and also for me to reluctantly buy a new laptop.

The laptop I managed to kill yesterday wıth a cup of coffee was restored to life by a shop in Milas.  It was cleaned and two parts replaced at a cost of 130 lira.  However, when I came to use it the spacebar wouldn't work.  Shortly after the letter "g" kept repeatıng every time I pressed it.....100s of times!  Gradually as the evening progressed more keys became unusable and all sorts of wierd things were happenıng...almost like ıt had been infected wıth a virus.   Mr A phoned the repairman who said ıt would possibly rectify itself in time, otherwise the keyboard would have to be replaced...and this would be expensive.  So I thought it best to get a new one rather than spend even more money on repairs.

THIS IS THE ONE I BOUGHT (click lınk)  It cost 600 lira (£157 approx)  as opposed to the price ın the UK of £365.81 (1390 lıra) quıte a bargain.

We dropped Abdu back at the hospital.  He and Mr A should be quite comfortable.  It,s a bıg room wıth a lovely view from the window, wıth a sofabed, TV, frıdge, bathroom.  I spoke to Mr A later and he was stıll in pain, but saıd he was hungry (a good sıgn) but he is only allowed liquıds this evening.
David and I will drıve over again tomorrow morning.

When I returned home I spent more than two hours trying to transfer data from my old laptop to the new one and just couldn't do it when ıt suddenly occurred to me that ıf I simply downloaded Google Chrome my account contaıned everything I needed.  It took 2 minutes...what a waste of 2 hours!

Now I just have to get used to using a Turkısh keyboard agaın, and you wıll notice from this post that I keep typing "ı" ınstead of "i" and am too tıred to edıt.  But at least it's working!

Sunday, 15 February 2015

Out of action

Today I spilt a cup of coffee on my laptop. It immediately switched itself off and that was it. Completely dead.

Mr A took it to a repair shop in Milas and they managed to clean it and after replacing two parts got it going again.

It is working now except for two things. The space bar doesn't work and the letter "g" keeps repeating...over and over again.  I am typing this post on my phone with great difficulty but its to let you know that until I can sort this out I won't be blogging.

Mr A has phoned the guy who repaired it who is on his way home now. It is Sunday after all so I was lucky to get anything sorted.  He says it is still drying out, to give it time and it may rectify itself.  As Mr A is going into hospital tomorrow, even if the laptop doesn't sort itself out it will just have to wait.  Mr A is likely to be out of action for about a week.

In the meantime I am grateful that I can use my laptop even if I can't type anything.  At least I can use my phone if I'm desperate and have sufficient time to type.

Hopefully normal service will be resumed as soon as possible.

Friday, 13 February 2015

Another eventful week

The week started with rain...and more rain, but by Wednesday it stopped and although the sun was out, it was bitterly cold.  We were invited over to our friends David and Abdu for lunch, so we wrapped up warm and set off on the motorbike.

This is the first time I have been on this latest bike...and the last! It is the most uncomfortble motorbike I have ever experienced.  The passenger seat is too legs are long so it's difficult to fit them on the foot rests, which incidentally are too narrow so my feet keep slipping off.  Not only that, I had a sharp pain in the top of my right leg so to alleviate this I had to keep my foot off the foot rest.  We stopped three time on the way there so I could stretch my leg.  Finally we did the rest of the journey with my right leg forward resting on Mr A's leg...not the best way to travel.   Oh and I was partly seated on the metal bar behind the seat, so every bump was agony.

We had a delicious lunch and a pleasant time with our friends..  The return journey was just as bad and when I got off the bike I couldn't even stand up straight.  So, as I said...never again.

Sadly, the pup we started treating for mange this week, died yesterday.  Poor little mite was obviously too weak to survive.  Rest in peace dear little boy.

  So the mum has lost both of her babies.   We will continue the mange treatment with her, and aim to get her spayed within the next couple of months, so that she doesn't have to go through all this again.  She is well sheltered at the side of the house where the family are feeding her with the food we provide.

Also yesterday Mr A had an appointment at the hospital and as a result he has to go into hospital on Monday for an operation.  It is a hernia, but I am not sure which type...either umbilical or hiatus...but in any case it cannot be repaired by laparoscope, and he will have to be opened up.  He was told to expect to stay in hospital for three or four days.   Fingers crossed for him.

Today he has an interview for a job, fingers crossed for this as well.  He won't be due to start until 1st March so the timing is right.

All my 10 rescued dogs are fine, except for Blondie who has somehow managed to get a nasty graze on her leg.  Hardly surprising because she continually jumps around everywhere and has no doubt caught it on a wall.  It doesn't seem to bother her so we are treating it with wound powder which is working well.

And finally...touch wood....Timmy is housetrained!  He now actually goes to the door to be let out (except for one day this week when the rain was tipping down and we had a small puddle in the kitchen...but I think he can be forgiven for that)

Have a good weekend everyone  xx

Monday, 9 February 2015

The mange curse

Mange is horrible.  So many of the street dogs suffer from it.  We have managed to get treatment for quite a few, if we are able to catch them.

You may recall my mentioning a mum and two pups on the outskirts of the village that we discovered.  The mum has deformed front legs, something quite common in street dogs.  It can be hereditary or more often than not it is due to malnutrition.  There is little that can be done for a street dog.  If they are able to get about without discomfort, then it's best to leave well alone.  People who adopt dogs with these deformities may embark on the long process of surgery and physiotherapy to correct the problem, but this is often done for cosmetic reasons.

We have provided food for the mum and pups since we found them.  They have been fed by a lady who throws the food over her balcony, as the mum is quite aggressive.  They take shelter at the side of this woman's house.  However they do wander off and Mr A hasn't seen them for almost a week.

This morning he went again to check and it would seem that one of the pups had died. The remaining pup now has mange and unless we  do something about it,. it will get much worse

Mr A is off to see the vet for treatment.  The same treatment we had for Kahve, the dog adopted by the man at the sanayi.  Kahve's condition was pretty bad, but with treatment he recovered and is now very healthy.

We will probably need to treat the mum as well.  We will also have them vaccinated, wormed and flea treated.   Although where they are living is quite sheltered, we have decided to take our spare plastic kennel for them to use until the pup is well and the warm weather arrives, just to give them a little more protection.   Much as I would like to bring them here, I have nowhere suitable to quarantine them, and can't take the risk of any of my 10 rescue dogs getting mange.

I really need your help to pay for this.  I had a couple of donations in response to my last appeal and that has been spent on food.   Please help if you can. matter how small will be gratefully received.   Thankyou

(If you wish to donate you will find the Paypal button is at the top right hand side of this page)

Thursday, 5 February 2015

This week

Firstly, to all my blogging friends, please note that I am not ignoring your blogs.  I am reading but just unable to comment at the moment.  This seems to be a blip with Blogger from time to time, so hopefully it will be resolved soon.

This week has seen plenty of rain.  Today it is dry and windy, and the forecast is dry tomorrow, but then we are due more rain.  It's quite depressing here when it rains.  It's not just a shower here and there which wouldn't stop me from going out with an umbrella.  It is torrential so I'm stuck in the house, only venturing out to feed the dogs.  It doesn't seem to stop Mr A getting out on his motorbike, but he gets drenched and it's very difficult to get clothes dry in this damp house.

Also depressing is knowing that I have to make a decision pretty soon to cut back on the number of dogs we feed.  Up until now we have taken responsibility for around 20 dogs at the sanayi, the six dogs fed daily by the old man on the outskirts of the village, the mum and two pups, just outside the centre of the village, some of the new arrivals in the village who come close enough to be fed, which can sometimes be 5 or 6, as well as our own 10 rescued dogs.

During December and January we received some good donations, and these together with regular monthly donations, should really have been enough to cover food for all the dogs for several months.  Unfortunately, we also accumulated a lot of vet bills which ate up our funds, so now we are struggling.

 We are using our own we always do if funds run out, but there's only so much that we can afford.  During winter there is little or no work for Mr A, so we have to survive most of the time on my pension.  

Providing there are no more unexpected vet bills to pay, the regular monthly donations will go a long way to carry on providing food, so anything we receive from now on would be very helpful.   If you are able to donate, no matter how small an amount, it would be most gratefully received.  Thankyou.