I almost died. There is also a dog in Bilbao I love. His name is Puppy and he is a work of art out in front of the Guggenheim. The locals joke sometimes that the museum is his dog house! The spanish accent also sometimes makes it sound like they are saying 'poopy.' It makes me laugh. He is made of flowers and I dont know the intricacies of it but his internal watering system that keeps the flowers alive drips from his mouth so he even drools just like a real dog! Sorry if you've spent your time reading this post entirely about dogs and you are a cat person. The only cats I've seen were in Plentzia, a beautiful town with a beach and there was a house that I can only assume a crazy cat lady lives in because there were about 10 cats in the front yard!
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
PERROS
As you all may know, saying that I'm a dog person would be the understatement of the century. So, this post is going to be all about doggiess! Lots of people here in Bilbao have dogs and I see them out being walked all the time. They are mostly little dogs and no one really uses leashes! I feel like if that were the case in America chaos would ensue. But the perritos here in Bilbao are all really well behaved. Even so I resist the urge to ask to pet EVERY SINGLE one, mostly because I don't know the verb for 'to pet.' But three days ago we went to Gernika to see the Peace museum and to Urbaibai which is a biospheric reserve and basically beautiful and this man had a collie dog. As our group was walking by on our way to the beach he yelled something at the dog and she went right away and did this....
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