7/9/7

I have decided to get another dog. I didn’t want to get one for a pet, because the tick problem here is extreme. They have repellents for fleas, and inoculations for rabies and heartworm, etc. They even have good poisons for the ticks so that if they bite, they die, and can’t lay eggs or reproduce. But it only takes one bite to infect the dog if the tick has a disease. They caused most of the health problems with Raz, and I didn’t want to watch that again. However, there is a minor theft problem here. It has been a long time since a house got robbed here, but two were broken into last week. It is usually one of the cottages that people only use for holidays, and not occupied, but I can’t always be here, either. I would like another Bouvier, but the hair is too long, needs to be shaved often, and it is hard to see the ticks on them. So, I am looking for a Rottweiler cross. They are good guard dogs, have short hair, make an excellent pet, and command respect, especially in this country.
Jose and I went to Chomes, where some people have Rottweilers, and they weren’t home, so we will go back another time. After Chomes, we went to El Roble looking for the soccer game that Jose’s brother was playing in. He wasn’t there, but we watched for a while. Then we went to Chacarita to another game, but he wasn’t there either. There was one more field in Chacarita, but we went for supper instead. There is a restaurant in El Roble called King Chicken that makes the best sandwich I have ever had. Two large chicken breasts on a kaiser with good sauce, tomato, lettuce, etc. that tastes great and fills up most humans.
I spotted my buddy Baden, (named after his father’s friend, Baden Powell) at the bar Nelson, so we stopped there for one. While we were there, Jose’s brother showed up, so we had one with him, and gave him a ride back to Judas. He insisted we stop at el Jardin so he could buy me a beer. We stayed there for two more, and made it home by 7:30. These little jaunts always provide entertainment, and new experiences. Because of the time between bars, or beers, no-one really ever gets drunk. Jose doesn’t drink at all, so one day I might teach him to drive my car, and have a designated driver. But for now, slow and easy does the trick.