Cuddles Update

Today was a holiday for San Isidro, the patron saint of Madrid. 

Of course the boys chose to do the shooting gallery. 

This is traditional dress for Madrid. Other parts of Spain have other traditional dresses. It made me wonder why medieval style sticks in one place and Victorian sticks in another. They wouldn't call it Victorian but I don't know the Spanish contemporary ruler. 

There were hordes of people in a hilly park that went on and on. Some elderly couples were dancing something not very noteworthy, and on another stage they were setting up for a rock concert. Tristan thought that sounded fun, and soon enough he will be going with his friends. 

The mounted police were just coming out of the horse trailer. Supposedly there are giant slides in this park and the best playscape in the city. We didn't find anything trace of that. I'm sure the park will look completely different when we go back. 

We did go ahead and take Cuddles to the trauma vet. His leg is not broken, but he has to be restrained for two months with no running or jumping. While we were there another family counted out an enormous pile of cash. Their dog was nearly dead, eight years old and having surgery for cancer. I nearly cried, which is crazy because were talking about the dog and because now I am a trained professional!  The assistants brought out an enormous German Shepherd on a stretcher. I wished the mom well.