This big guy is on my “to do” list and I can’t wait to paint him.
Dogs can melt your heart. There are a lot of dogs here–of all breeds and sizes. Most of the time it’s easy to spot the dogs that are well cared for and have homes. They are groomed, look healthy and well fed. Most of these are usually found around their caretakers’ homes or businesses, as in the big dog in the photo above. If my memory serves me, he belongs to a carpenter and hangs out in the front doorway of the shop every day.
I’ve never run into a dog that has been super hungry or dangerous. They all sort of hang out in theirO given area with their designated people. Some make their scheduled rounds to plazas and restaurants and visit the Malecon every day, just in case somebody did not finish their helado or ice cream.
When a dog is hanging around without a home you can tell because they look like they are seekers. Often kind people temporarily adopt them and make sure they eventually get a permanent home. Lots of x-pats make it their mission to do this. They pay for their shots and neutering and move on. I am impressed. This kind of work is usually done by retired couples who may have the property or the means and the big hearts to do it. Sometimes single old women (watch out, I’m in that bracket) share their time, dollars and compassion. They have clubs and groups and cafes that they go to just to keep the word going. It’s a system that works. They connect with public agencies that help. Sometimes they find adoptees who take the dogs back to the states and keep them there. Their communication networking is astounding.
A local doggie phenomenon here seems to be two-fold: Midnight wailing of dogs downtown and roof dogs joining in the chorus. Roof dogs live on the roofs of the brick buildings behind the Ajijic walls. Just look up and you will see them peering down at you. This keeps them off the streets and in a friendly family culture. They guard, sing, and watch from up above. I’ve never seen anything like it and I’ve grown to really love the “dog” culture here. So far I’ve never seen a bad event.. That doesn’t mean it does not exist, I have just never witnessed one.
Somewhere in my “to do” list, I have a chihuahua roof dog looking down and me and growling fearlessly. I need to find that photo as he is painting #2 to do. So many dogs, so little time.
Jake and Elwood are named after the Blues Brothers film. Their caretakers are my good friends in Washington. Judy and Larry adopted them when they were babies from a shelter. Calicos are my favorite cats. I love their temperament and their handsome looks. They are usually a little on the hefty side, which feels nice when they sit on your lap. Judy’s photo of them was amazing and inspired me to try this watercolor.
Painting Mexico 
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