Scenes Along the Way

I’ve been fascinated by the happenings at this abandoned building and large vacant, fenced off lot that I pass by each morning on Jose Morales on the way to the pool. The building looks like it could have once been a car dealers show room, now missing all it glass, with a large adjoining lot that is covered with years of accumulated plastic

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Some of the turkeys

bottles,paper and other trash. When I first noticed it there were about 6 turkeys, and equal number of chickens, 1 rooster, 2 goats and a yellow dog roaming the yard area. There were a couple of old cars and newer small PU truck. A hammock was strung under the shelter of the building. That from time to time was occupied by an older man or a young man with a toddler. A couple of kid toys were strewn around. At the back end of the building which is L shaped I would sometimes see a younger woman who frequently seemed to be cooking over a fire in some sort of container.

Over the period of six weeks I watched the number of turkeys decline to 4, I thought the holiday season might account for that.

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3 Goats and kid

Then a couple of weeks ago a new goat arrived with 2 cute little kids, Next day the 2 original goats are gone. So are all the turkeys and could only see 1 or two chickens. The next day only one goat was there and tied to a tree branch and tangled up it the rope, not dangerously just couldn’t move much. The little kids are all gone. On my return trip the goat that was tied was gone. For that I am thankful, she was very unhappy.

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Cute little kid

Once I saw a police person call the old gentleman over to talk with him, don’t know the language so I couldn’t ease drop. Today on my way to the pool there were no goats, no kids, just the yellow dog and the old gentlemen and all the usual vehicles. On my return, at a small flat roofed shed sort of in the middle of the lot, the old gentleman and the young woman had about 4 small puppies that didn’t look like litter mates. The next thing I knew she grabbed puppies, two at a time, and tossed them up on the roof of the shed. Fortunately they all landed safely, but ran around yapping.  All I could think of was “is this roof dog training” and with that a red newer car pulled up and parked on the sidewalk.  Two men wearing red uniform T-shirts with emblems matching the logo on the back windshield pulled up and one went in to talk with them, the other stayed at the car. Couldn’t read the writing on the logo.

I am so intrigued as to what is going on there. I’ve imagined a million scenarios. My real take has been they were homeless and camping out and raising the turkeys for either food or for sale. But with the recent and so frequent changes in the farm stock I really don’t know.  Can hardly wait for tomorrow and see what is there.  Signing off KO

 

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Author: zihuathyme

I'm a traveler, not as frequently as I would like as I'm semi retired. I prefer that phrase to working part time. I would travel to new places, my husband Doyle, not as adventurous as I is more comfortable with the tried and true. Thus we have fallen into a routine (not a rut) of going to Zihuatanejo for 3 months January and February, March. Pendleton Oregon for the Round Up. Plus numerous short trips. We are "RVers". For hobbies I make and sell stone & shell bird houses, garden and read my new kindle. I'm a Wedding Officiant and officiate at about 40 weddings a year, and also operate a small delivery service. Prior to my "semi retirement" I was in corrections and before that I owned and operated a bail bond agency, In 2016 My husband began chemo for Chronic lymphoma Leukemia, while doing well this has changed some of our travel habits. Relaxing in Mexico suits him well, for that I am thankful. KO

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