I’m not a dog person. At all. I actually kinda hate them. Well, mostly cuz they bark at me when I go by, hiding in a corner of a yard waiting for the perfect moment to make their woofing racket when I will be most scared. That shit is mean, you stupid dogs. On this recent trip to Mexico I saw a bunch of fairly nice dogs, aka ones that aren’t barking at me. There seems to be lots of strays there, but just like the humans, they seem to mind their own business trying to figure out how to get by.
I took a few pics, nomas por nomas. Wow, what fun.
Yup, a dog.
A fake cheetos eating dog. The girl refused to give me any though, how cold is that? This was on the island of Janitzio.
A scaredy cat dog. When the red light of my digital camera would come on, he would run away. Guess it didn’t want to end up on a blog. Jaja! Too late for that snoopy!
Night time pensive and staring dog. At least it didn’t stare at me.
I-don’t-give-a-shit-about-you-or-your-camera dog. Now that’s the proper attitude!
Waiting. Just waiting. At a bus station.
I look over this way now.
“Sir, can you point me towards the payaso pants store?”
Oh nevermind, gonna have breakfast first.
Shadow dog.
Dog that bites at the flies that hover over its rear infected leg. This one was pretty sad. Oh damn, I can’t end on this downer.
A healthy but disinterested dog. Phew, what a save.
Aww, right next to him, a cute kitty! Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Hey you, come here! Psst, puss puss! Ah, forget it.
Gatos never follow orders. Next time, I stick to cats.
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No roof dogs?
Haha, yeah i missed the roof dogs. I tried to take a pic of at least two but they move around to fast.
I really enjoyed all the photos you took except for the dog with the infected leg: I kinda feel sad now. These photos remind me of my first trip to Mexico when I was 5 years old and I was determined to get a huge bus and rescue all the stray dogs. Not only was I gonna give them baths and medical care but they were going to to live with me.
About two years ago, flights to Guatemala were dirt cheap. Well, two of my coworkers went and a few months later, I decided to go with my primo because of all the great things I heard about Guatemala.
Well, my coworkers ran into a man that paid something like $9 each way on spirit airlines. He had already been there before, but since the flight was dirt cheap, he went with one cause – to feed the dogs. My coworkers went up to this gringo and asked him what he was doing – so he told them:
I got a dirty cheap flight here and decided to travel with few clothes and some bags of dog food. So his ministry on that trip was to feed the dogs.
que perra vida!!
A few years ago, I went to Mexico with family. On the drive back from Zacatecas, we hit a dog somewhere on the highway in Chihuahua in the middle of the desert. It was kinda scary. The splash guard on the truck fell off. After we got going, my younger cousin requested watching All Dogs Go To Heaven on the portable DVD player. Fitting, I guess.
Also, these dogs don’t look like the dogs on Beverly Hills Chihuahua. Hmmm. Hollywood never gets it wrong.
Next time, more pics of kitties please!
poor dogs omg