Reader, after traipsing across the Peloponnese today, you may be in for a triple-header.
While ancient Egypt revered cats, modern Greece seems to worship dogs. They’re everywhere!
History is for the dogs, apparently. A particularly learned pair led us up and around the ruins, loafing on limestone while Jerome tinkered with his SLR. They kept a quiet vigil over the ruins, patrolling the paths better than the park guides.
I named one Aristotle, and after he spent ten minutes studying the bugs under a rock, lived up to his name. Apparently “community dogs,” are big in Athens, and although they seemed well-fed at the Acropolis, those seemed to be aristocratic ferals — too many alley dogs had missing limbs and/or diets.
How do you say “Bob Barker emergency!” in Greek?
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