My new menagerie!

The first thing we noticed when we arrived at our home in Mwadui, was the two dogs in the garden. Karel told us that they belong to the askari (guards) and are very friendly. (These dogs are the reason why Ginger, Shadow and Ambrose are now house cats!) I also noticed that the dogs were very thin although the company supplies meat and ugali (maize porridge) which they're fed every evening. So out came the dog worm tablets which I brought from Kenya and within the first week, I'd dosed the dogs. I'll buy a tick/flea shampoo when next I'm in town and sort out this problem too.

There's another dog, quite young and very playful, at the Guest House. She 's also been dewormed by yours truly and will be deticked and deflea-ed in due course. Africans don't normally hardly ever name their pets, but when I asked Edward, the askari the names of their dogs,  he said one was Busta and the other was Toffee. The dog at the Guest House had the terrible name of Takka-takka/rubbish, garbage. I 've renamed her Honey and say the name every time I give her a tidbit from the kitchen. I asked the staff to use this name. They rolled with laughter when I told them the reason why I changed her name, but good-naturedly accepted it. They also now refer to her as Honey. I'm hoping my brother, Phillip, who has a very interesting blog over here, visits my blog tomorrow; I just know he'll love Honey. (So will Kay and Lindy from Canada!)

Busta, already bright-eyed and bushy-tailed after being dosed for worms. Imagine how beautiful his coat will be once he's been deticked and deflea-ed!

Toffee, who was a little skittish (as was Busta) is beginning to trust me now. Busta normally gobbles his food and then chases her from her dish to eat hers. Now I stand by to ensure she gets enough to eat. She hasn't been spayed and I'm hoping to find a vet in Mwanza who can do the operation. I couldn't bear the thought of her having pups which will be given away to people who probably can't afford to look after an animal

And finally... meet Honey. Isn't she just the most adorable dog ever?

Apart from our own three cats and these dogs on the yard, I've also taken the chickens under my wing (pun intended, LOL!) I will post about them later.

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Tigers in Africa?

Yip! I found one here...

While doing the Guest House shopping in Shinyanga last Wednesday, I stopped at a supermarket on the way home. As I entered the store, I noticed a life-sized toy tiger on top of a display. (Couldn't miss it!)  A sticker on its left paw said "Press here" .  I pressed but nothing happened. I called the manager and asked him if it had batteries; were they perhaps flat? But, no matter how much we looked, we couldn't find a flap which normally holds batteries in a toy. I asked him how much discount he'd give me for a faulty item. We haggled to and fro,  eventually agreeing on a price. By this time,  the till operator, the shelf packer and half a dozen shoppers had gathered around us. As my driver, William,  hitched the tiger over his shoulder, a loud cheer went up from the crowd ! Africans will always crowd around an indaba (meeting) and love to share in your joy.

The tiger reclines on top of the shopping on the back seat of our vehicle

Now why would I have bought a toy tiger,  you ask? Well, firstly it belongs to the cat family and we love cats. Secondly the tiger is Grant's most favourite animal * in the whole world (he named our very first cat Tiger, later known as Tigger, way back in 1996. Tigger, who lives in our home in South Africa, is 16 years old this year). And finally,  I needed a birthday gift for for my husband. This was it!

Grant was at work when I arrived home, so I hid the tiger in the spare bedroom. It's so life-like that everytime I walked past and peeked into the room, my heart would skip a beat. The next morning, I crept through out through the bathroom from our bedroom which also leads into the spare room. I snuck back quietly and placed the tiger on the bed behind Grant.

I made tea, carried it through to the room and woke him. After wishing him, I said to look behind him. He squinted across the bed,  sat up suddenly, looked at the tiger, rubbed his eyes and looked again. To say he was surprised would be an understatement but later that day, while showing his gift to Dipen, he said it's the best birthday gift he's ever received!  

Isn't Tiger the awesomest, most laid-back guy you ever seen?

Tiger shares the double bed with the cats' toys. Here he holds Shawn the Sheep which was Shadow's favourie toy when he was a kitten in Khartoum. (Shadow is asleep under the blanket just outside the photo frame)

On Wednesday evening we went over to the club. There was no-one there; everything was shut. We waited for half-an-hour before we decided to go home. The club is open on Wednesday and Saturday evenings, but as there are so few expats between us and the client (mine owner), more often than not, the barman doesn't pitch.

Water from a large fountain cascades into the swimming pool. (This one's forBetsy; the only waterfall I've seen so far in Tanzania!) Marnitz took a photo of me and Grant in front of the featureWhile we waited, I wandered around the tropical garden, camera in hand.  The clubhouse, patio, garden, swimming pool and tennis courts are kept in excellent condition; only a pity there's no-one to use it. Apparently in its heyday, there'd be no less than 38 bikini-clad ladies lying around the pool on any given summer day!

The patio and entertainment area with built-in barbeque and the swimming pool in the background

* Note: My favourite animal in Africa is the hyena or wild dog and the giraffe. In the world? The panda! What is your favourite animal?

Have a great weekend everybody!

Hugs

Jo

First Skywatch Friday of Tanzanian Skies

We left Keirio Valley, technically in the Northern Hemisphere, in mid-winter. (Not that it was cold, not at all, merely drier than summer) We arrived in Tanzania, Southern Hemisphere in mid-summe, also quite dry but expecting rain sometime soon.

 The summer sky as seen through the huge trees in my garden in Mwadui, Tanzania

The same sky seen from over the road outside our gates. A woolly collection of clouds promised rain

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