Arguably the most guapo dude in Nicaragua. Meet Kino.
We're currently keeping Kino and chum Black Jack company as part of a very generous house sit deal.
They're beautiful dogs.
Luckily they've a big garden to run around in because, so far, our attempts to get them out on a walk have only met with paw prints up my chest and lead-induced near-strangulation before we aborted the trip.
However, there will be a Round Two as bigger, stronger leads, that don't tie around the throat ,are on their way to us from their doting overseas owners.
Other attempts to amuse them have met with mixed results.
Yesterday I bought a ball that honestly burst inside 20 seconds leaving two very bewildered and slightly guilty looking mutts.
Today I bought a plastic squeaky hotdog which has been well received. Then again, Kino has taken to it so much, and guards it so closely, that Blackjack keeps shooting me a sad, mounful look that says: "Where's mine?"
Another trip to the pet shop is in order.
I'll stop now before this turns into a pet blog.