Playing God to Hermit Crabs
The hermies are restless. It happens two or three times a year. All of a sudden, the hermit crabs in my yard are active and plentiful. They're making quite a bit of noise these days. Granted, my remote hut in the woods is superlatively peaceful. But I've found that...
Island Ambassadors of the K9 Kind
When I moved down to Anguilla, I was faced with the problem of figuring out how to give my 10-month old puppy enough exercise each day so that he wouldn’t destroy our house. In the U.S., he’d gone to doggy daycare to get his ya-yas out and would come home exhausted,...
Cane Toad Calamity
It started out as a wonderful evening. Our 13-year-old French bulldog Algernon had just won first place in the Best Old Timer's division at Wagapalooza. As the shadows lengthened on the ball field in Cruz Bay, I held Algernon up in the middle of the roaring crowd and...
Journey to the Rock: Let the Adventure Begin
Lying in my bed in Northern Ireland on a cold and frosty morning, my husband shouted up the stairs, "There's a job listed in the Caribbean, they're looking for a Detective Inspector. Shall I apply?" "Aye, whatever." I replied, thinking, Well, that will never happen......
A Brief Survey of Island Doggie Denizens
Island dogs are a breed unto themselves. In the Bahamas, they call the mutts potcakes because you’d feed them the burnt crud at the bottom of the pot. Here in American Samoa, dogs are called maile, but they’re much the same. While they come in all shapes and sizes,...
Island Bedmates
When my (now) husband and I moved back to St. Croix, we had dreams of living in a quaint Caribbean cottage with a white picket fence, complete with island guard dogs roaming the yard. However, thanks to our first landlord's No Dogs policy - small snag in the plan - we...
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