Mrs. Ha and I are committed dog snappers. They always elicit an ahhhh! from us. Unless, like Milo they are trying to tear a chunk out of us. In Europe we found the dogs extremely well behaved and courteous. We saw none smoking. There was no sign of canine intoxication and very little bad language.
Here are some of our favourites caught on ‘film’. Many of these would have done credit to some of the Great Masterpieces hanging in the galleries and I hope perhaps a contemporary master artist will find a way to pay homage to the dogs we befriended. By the way, based on our behaviour, buskers with dogs have a vastly greater chance of getting a coin or two in the hat. I may have to take Lulu out and give it a try.
Candidate number one was really rather confused by our attention. Number two did not wake in all the time we were in Venice. Let sleeping dogs lie. The silliest dog-hair style award goes to number three. A highly suspicious pooch. Well it was late at night. Me? You wanna photograph me? Why?? Venice’s most laid back dog. On a vap’. Not muzzled and probably this one had been smoking something sweet. Its just kind of, well, far out man. Got any bhang you can share? And finally Salamanca’s guiltiest dog. Oh for heaven’s sake don’t tell the biped. Its just instinct you know. I didn’t mean it. Please don’t split on me.And late contributions from Mrs. Ha’s dog shots…. Busker and dog in SalamancaAnd the oldest dog in town making a fashion statement.