Puppy Dog’s Tails < < adventures in chit chat > >
Tonight there is a full moon. Hundreds of visitors to the beautiful Thai island of Koh Pha-Ngan have descended upon Hat Rin beach to party through the night. There will be booming music, beer, flourescent paint and some rather dubious items of “Full Moon Party” clothing. I’m sure they will have lots of fun. But that’s just not my cup of tea. Nuh-uh.
Instead, this full moon has been all about puppies for me. I’m staying on a stunning beach called Haad Salad and it is home to a large number of incredibly cute dogs and puppies. Really small ones, slightly bigger more boisterous ones, and full adult ones that have simply refused to grow up. They are everywhere. And incredibly friendly. I cannot resist them. Every day I traipse to the far end of the beach to hang out with the pups with huge ears, calling in at the cafe off the main road for lunch and a bit of a play with the 6 week old pups, and returning via the beachfront massage place that is home to a three months old fluff ball. Puppies puppies puppies.
And, coincidentally, my mum e-mailed me today with photographs of a litter of tiny week old puppies. By the time I return to Blighty, one of them will be part of the Webster clan. How exciting!