Back home and I missed the ordeal

Well here I am, back home after 3 fun-filled weeks in Trinidad & Tobago. Over the next few weeks I will share some pics from my trip.

While I was away reports are that all was not well with the Five-pack . The behaviour was not at all good, but to be fair it was not really their fault. There was accidental meeting between Rebel and the rest, which resulted on a wholescale attack on Rebel. Tunda, Zeeks and surprisingly Queenie turned on him for a foursome dog fight. Jiggy was no where to be seen, skillfully avoiding the confusion.

It all started with the meter man coming to read the electricity meter. Our helper Vee, who is normally very good with the dogs, called Rebel and Queenie onto the verandah so he could enter the yard safely. But she forgot to close the front door. Queenie, the escape artist that she is, quickly and quietly made her way through the house to the also open back door.

Well, Rebel decided that he would follow her! What transpired next must have been a blur of noise and action that only poor Vee was there to experience. I don't know who started it, but I can imagine the shock they all must have felt at the surprise meeting. From my own experience it is very difficult to stop the attacks even when separated by a chain link fence. So I knew Vee would have a hard time.

After filling and throwing a few pans of water at the rabble to no avail, Vee was finally able to grab Zeeks with two arms around his neck . Thinking it was Rebel, she tied him on a leash with relief that was short lived. She turned around only to see Tunda and Rebel still at it. Rolling through the grass they went, up and down the back yard, Tunda refusing to let go! Meanwhile Vee grabbed Queenie and ran her back through the house.

All this time Tunda and Rebel were still at it. Minutes must have seemed like hours. Eventually Vee said they got so tired they paused for a break and it was then she was able to grab Rebel and take him back through the house. By this time everyone was totally exhausted, including Vee, who was soaked with water from the futile attempts with the drinking pan. Rebel's exhaustion lasted for a few days well!

Vee checked out Zeeks and Rebel who seemed to get the worst of it and called the PL to let him know what happened. He was to check Tunda as Vee is afraid of Tunda. Although she knows him from puppy-hood, he barked at her when she came back to work ater 3 months of maternity leave. Since then she does not trust him.

There was no need for stitches. Zeeks got a few scratches, Rebel got puncture bites around his neck and ears, Queenie was OK and Tunda came through wihout a scratch. Rebel got a vet's visit, dressing with the magic purple Chlorotetracycline and Gentian Violet topical spray, precautionary screw worm powder, and some anti-biotic tablets.

By the time I got back there was little evidence of the ordeal. Luckily all's well that ends well. And poor Vee said she learned an important lesson - never again leave both the back and front doors open!!!