J blended in up-close-and-personal with our pack of 8 and observed:
"Had a close look at each of the dogs' personalities this afternoon. Jonah seems to be the most tolerant and amicable among the lot though all are friendly.
They can be food-aggressive among each other, but amazing thing is they'll growl and bark snappishly, but no teeth on each other yet.
Jordan is big but playful, like a kid, Ann loyal, Tiger unsure and mellowed a lot, Ben and Jamie loners, Star dominating and Jonah friendly in a shy way. Tommy is big but thin now, and a little low on the hierarchy."
At this stage, save for J, we can't distinguish who's Jamie, Jordan or Jonah among our cream-coloured brothers, but one of them looks increasingly thinner and perhaps needs medical attention.
At Scruffy's side, this pack remains human-wary but confidently strut across the roads and empty park lots even though strangers throng in and out of the farm compound.
At another farm, this mid-sized black female ate from my hand and is on top of my list to grab for sterilisation. She's a mother of a pack already and my speculation is that in a few months' time, she'll be ready to mate. This Saturday, I'll pop by with V. Along with this mummy are six other pups, thankfully friendlier, and can be sterilised soon.
Mama Rock and the three siblings surround V as usual.
Mid-sized black mummy with her puppies.
Gaping wound on the thigh of one of the three siblings at Mama Rock's area. V treated our boy with antibiotics and he is doing much better now. When we saw him, he was nursing his wound by licking it.
ONE THING AT A TIME. Breathe.