The city of the dogs
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Ok, the name of the post really isn't fair, Santiago is not a city of the dogs in a derogatory sense, but let me say, there are a LOT of dogs here, and not in the way of pets. Almost everywhere you go downtown there are random dogs walking around like they own the place, but no one owns them. They are smelly, dirty, probably filled to the brim with fleas but they are really cute and try to be endearing as their mangy coats will let them. They will wander around the parks until they see a likely subject who might take pity on them, and then approach with tails wagging. When they get close enough they roll over on their backs and try to look as defenseless as possible. I'm not fooled, if I was not the hunk of burning manhood that I am, I think they would try to eat me instead. I've even seen a couple of instance of people walking around feeding the dogs out of dog food bags, kind of like feeding the pigeons, but without the feathers or fluttering.
Anyway, the picture above is of one of the dogs watching the changing of the guard ceremony. He didn't seem to be very impressed. I think he had seen better in his time there.
On a side note, Santiago does NOT have a cat problem. The only cat I've seen is the one on the patio in the back of the hostel. He's slim, small, black and kind of looks like he's probably taken on one or two of the dogs in his lifetime. For that Mr. Gato, I salute you!
Ok, the name of the post really isn't fair, Santiago is not a city of the dogs in a derogatory sense, but let me say, there are a LOT of dogs here, and not in the way of pets. Almost everywhere you go downtown there are random dogs walking around like they own the place, but no one owns them. They are smelly, dirty, probably filled to the brim with fleas but they are really cute and try to be endearing as their mangy coats will let them. They will wander around the parks until they see a likely subject who might take pity on them, and then approach with tails wagging. When they get close enough they roll over on their backs and try to look as defenseless as possible. I'm not fooled, if I was not the hunk of burning manhood that I am, I think they would try to eat me instead. I've even seen a couple of instance of people walking around feeding the dogs out of dog food bags, kind of like feeding the pigeons, but without the feathers or fluttering.
Anyway, the picture above is of one of the dogs watching the changing of the guard ceremony. He didn't seem to be very impressed. I think he had seen better in his time there.
On a side note, Santiago does NOT have a cat problem. The only cat I've seen is the one on the patio in the back of the hostel. He's slim, small, black and kind of looks like he's probably taken on one or two of the dogs in his lifetime. For that Mr. Gato, I salute you!
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