I walked down Calle El Conde for a block. I was proud. I did not get afraid like before. Someday I will walk the entire Conde street.

I ate some ice in Parque Duarte and was feeling good so mom took me to the Feria Artesanal in Plaza Bartolome de las Casas. Lots of cool art work is for sale there by the artists that made the stuff.

Mom made me a long leash so I could have a little more freedom. I was playing hide and seek. Can you find me?

I liked the little booths and the colors. People painted their booths so pretty and artistic.

The statue was really big of the guy, Bartolome de las Casas, who the plaza was named after.

I really enjoyed the long leash and being able to sniff around.

I even made a friend. She was really nice and we played a little bit.

Mom took some pictures of her and I. We only had 1 picture of us together so she took some holding the camera out in front of us.

After we left the Plaza we walked for a few more hours. We stopped in one place where they are nice to me. They talk to me and pay attention to me and give me snacks. We do not remember the name of the Colmado but I like it there.

I had another glass of ice and got sooo tired. I could hardly keep my eyes open. People were laughing at me with my eyes closing and my head bobbing up and down.

Finally mom said it was time to go home. We were out for about 6 hours walking around, talking to friends and making new ones. It was a good day. I cannot wait to do it again.

I think I smelt a pirate. Mom said Sir Francis Drake destroyed this place and took over Santo Domingo around the year 1586 so maybe thats who I caught a whiff of. Cannot believe my sniffer works from that far back.

Mom said the main part of this monastery started being built in 1509. I really could care less about all those dates and stuff. All I know is the place is really old the same as most of the Zona Colonial. It looks really cool too.

I thought it was interesting to see all those birds mom called pigeons all over the building. Mom said the park that I was in the neighbors call it pigeon park so maybe thats why all those birds are there. I am wondering where is the dog park (I can make a joke too).

There are all sorts of strange rocks laying around the yard here. I wanted to check it out but mom said she did not want me going in there this visit. I think the place is haunted. I was a little nervous and it was not because of all the people and dogs around. This picture has two shadows on the far fence. Maybe they are ghosts??

More history or the Ruinas del Monasterio de San Francisco and a picture slide show of the Ruins of San Francisco on my moms web site www.colonialzone-dr.com.

I like MY Fort. I like MY morning pee and poop time quiet. But..NOOO…these strangers have to come and make it all difficult for me.

Normally the front of Fortelaza Ozama is quiet in the morning.

There might be a person or two or a police man standing at the Puerta de San Diego but nothing like whats going on now. This is terrible.

Why can’t the movie making people come at a decent time and leave me to my quiet mornings? I guess this is the life when you are living in Colonial Zone.

I like this park. It has lots of trees to make it nice and cool. The big statue across the street from the park, Montecinos, is a little scary. When I get braver I will take a picture there.

Fulfill your dog. Cesar Millan can show you how. DVDs, collars books, and more!

Just wait until I have my own business cards made, “Teli, The Dominican Dog”. With my own Blog and email address (forgot to add my email address is teli@colonialzone-dr.com). Then everyone will want to great me and give me treats.

This picture was taken on the corner of Calle las Damas and Mercedes in Colonial Zone at the corner of the big building that echoes when I walk by, Casas Reales. It is a museum and used to be some place where the government did whatever they do. Someday I hope they let me go inside and smell all the good smells there. They have lots of old weapons, Taino stuff, Old maps and even a sugar extractor mill that I bet really has some great odors. They also have a few Peacocks in their patio that I would love to check out closer.

We walked by Plaza Toledo and they were having an Antique Flea Market. Mom explained to me that they do this every Sunday. I was sniffing around a bit and I smelt some things that did not seem like antiques to me but they were still nice. The people selling were nice also because they let me put my little black nose on their stuff so I could check it out. I could get to like this town.

The old mom had to move to a smaller apartment and she could not keep me. She searched and searched for the right home for me because she wanted me to have the best. Finally she found my new mom who loves me with equal love and dedication. So the old mom can let me go and not worry anymore about me. I have a home. But..the old mom can always come and visit me.

My mom lives in Colonial Zone, Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic. It is the oldest city in the New World. It can get noisy and a bit crazy here. Not at all what I am used to but I am starting to get used to it now. My apartment is a little small but mom takes me out walking alot so I can deal with it. I love having access to the bed and sofa which makes my sleeping and relaxing time much more comfortable.

I wanted to start a blog because my mom has a web site about Colonial Zone and Dominican Republic and she works alot on it so I wanted to be part of the web site building business. Thus, I made this blog. It is to share my views of Dominican Republic. My views on life. Places that are dog friendly so we know what restaurants and hotels will let us stay. Adoption agencies and businesses that help out dogs and other animals. Businesses that sell my food, toys and other stuff we dogs and other animals love. Veterinarians and Doctors that help to keep us healthy, even though I do not like vets very much, I know they are here to help me so I must respect them.

I am trying to find a design that my mom and I like and then a banner that I can live with. Then my blog and web site will be up and running for all to enjoy.

If you see me walking around the Zona Colonial with my mom make sure to say hi. I can understand Spanish, English, facial expressions and body language so just about anyone can talk to me.  Remember, I love cheese, not too much, a tiny tiny piece will be just fine, in case you want to give me a treat.