A street dog, standing about a foot high, with the facial features similar to a Jack Russell terrier and the body of a Beagle (?), showed up in the neighborhood obviously abused. This little guy was a skeleton with dirty fur, suffered from a fractured hip, a broken tail and a coughing pant that is indicative of a choking incident. The neighbors unimaginatively bestowed on this white mutt the name of "Spot"--for the one large black spot on the left side of his body; their kindness has cleaned, neutered and plumped him up, repaired his fractured hip, the broken tail does not hinder it's wagging and he's now up to date with shots and de-wormed.
The neighborhood adopted this loner and he repays his debt by patrolling the street. His territory is well marked and he is an alert alarm for strangers and passers-by, either on foot or cycle. Not aggressive, just an assertive alarmist.
Spot has 2 girlfriends now at opposite ends of the street. He sleeps at Muffin's house and breakfasts at Mimi's. Leftover bones are his weakness - but he does not share with the girls - he buries them for "later".
|Mimi from her balcony|
Affection with humans is still being learned, he will roll over for a good belly rub and enjoys a brisk scratch behind the ear. But please don't raise your hand, he will cower.
|Beth, Dan, Spot and Muffin|
|Ahhhh-I'm a REAL dog now!|