The Ho Chi Dog Trail, which we have worked so hard to shut down, is open and thriving. Or perhaps we should call it the Ho Chi Puppy Trail, since it’s a litter of stray puppies that’s currently thwarting our best efforts to close off entry. They can get under gates and between bars that the larger dogs cannot. And then they trot warily through the grounds, and presumably out again. They and their mother are sometimes to be seen up on the street, but we think their den is somewhere on the side of the hill, in the brush outside the house property, in the “back forty.” We hear them squawking; they sound like squeak toys. Once again, we are faced with the question: Do we try to trap them and take them to a vet for worming and neutering and shots, and then…??? Or do we let nature take its course?
Update: Allysen managed to snag a picture of three of them.
This takes me back to 2013, when we had a previous great Invasion of the Puppies. (Several of the puppies you see in the photo below ultimately came to Boston and found new homes, and the rest found homes in Puerto Rico. So, happy ending there.)
