Well, usually anyway. This poor guy got stuck on a tiny patio.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Maybe it's just because I miss Molly, but it seems like everyone in Argentina has a dog. Between 7 am and 11 pm, I literally can't step outside of my apartment without seeing dogs everywhere. Lunch time especially is dog rush hour, when dog walkers take over the sidewalks with packs of up to a dozen dogs. The dogs being walked are usually a mismatched bunch (think golden retrievers, beagles, poodles, rottweilers, etc.) tethered together, which naturally leads to the occasional dog fight or one poor pooch being dragged along by the crowd as he is trying to pee, but in the concrete jungle they've got to take what they can get. I assume the walkers took the job because they love dogs, but I sure wouldn't want to be in control of a couple of German shepherds plus a handful of other dogs on a busy sidewalk. Plus, unfortunately lax cleanup laws don't help to ease the situation, for walkers, dogs and pedestrians alike.