Kara

A quick recap: we found Kara, one of the black females, dragging her back end around 2 or 3 weeks ago. We called the vet and asked him to meet us at his surgery (it being Sunday he was day off). He anaesthetized her, x-rayed, injected with painkillers and antibiotics and diagnosed a broken pelvis. He reckoned she had either been kicked or trodden on. He gave us 3 choices, he could operate, but it would be tricky with no guarantee of success, he could put her down, or we could confine her in a small space for a fortnight and see if she would mend naturally. We chose the latter, took her home and nursed her for the last few weeks. When we took her back to the vet he was amazed at the improvement in her. We tried to re-introduce her to her siblings and mum, but they rejected her, so she is still with us. We’ve advertised for a new home for her, but don’t hold out much hope, as there are just so many strays around. So now we have 3 ex-feral cats living with us, whereas a year ago we had zero. How did that happen? Do you know, 3 feral cats and they have never toileted anywhere else but the litter tray .. amazing!

As you can see, she is lively enough now ...

and that broken hip has repaired well. At the moment she still has a slight limp,which, hopefully in time will disappear.

 

Street Party

Last night, the Turks and Brits got together here and had an impromptu street party, using the end of ramazan as an excuse for a good knees up. Tables were setup along one side of the road and BBQs on the other side. 

We took our meat, drinks etc. along and joined in. Towards the end of the evening, the more musically gifted of the Turks produced instruments and proceeded to give us some unexpected entertainment. It carried on into the early hours, but we left around midnight. Must be getting old eh?

Meandros Again

And here's another of those very few restaurants we drift back to, this time with Sarah, Don, Luke and Joe

The boys chose to eat in one of the Bedouin style huts, sitting on the floor; not the most comfortable of eating positions for us oldies, but still fun, and, of course, the wine tends to anaesthetise you.

Evening in Akbuk

When you find a good restaurant, you do tend to drift back to it quite frequently. 

Paşa is one of those restaurants, but as it's over in Akbuk, we have tended only to have lunch over there. This evening, we had dinner there, and very nice it was too ...

and you can eat as the sun sets ... very beautiful. 

Last Day

It's the last day of my brother's visit, so we've taken the children for one last swim at the beach.

Gözleme (pancakes) were also consumed.

 

Özsüt

It's almost the last day of my brother's holiday so Sue and I, he and Linda had a meal out together up by the Appollon Temple. We then moved down into town for desserts.

There's a new café chain in town that specialises in cakes and ice-creams

It's called Özsüt, and it's in the old Alfremo showroom by Garanti Bank.

 

Free dessert

We had gone down the beach today for a quick swim when a vehicle pulled up from Sedef Patisserie. They proceeded to set up a stall making and giving away boxes and boxes of these little delicacies. They are like doughnut balls dipped in honey ... very tasty. It was a great surprise, especially as we are in the middle of Ramazan, however, this didn't dimish the numbers of people queueing up for them.

Little Andrew enjoying one of many "mini-doughnuts"

Picnic

Today, we hired a car and took our visitors to a virtually deserted beach, usually impossible at this time of year, and we all chilled out and had a picnic

Later it was a trip to Mavisehir for some retail therapy