On a stroll thru Bolulla during siesta time, there is hardly a soul to be seen... but of course, you will find some of the friendly locals in one of the two cantinas.
On my last stroll there however, I met this elderly Canis non familiaris, sitting on a doorstep, following my every step with watchfull eyes.
Well, to be honest with you... I couldn't see his eyes at all, so I gave him a pair which I found fit for this fella with ears like a pair of devils horns.
Anyway, when I tried to befriend him, he showed his upper teeth as well, growling something in Moorish which I didn't comprehend.
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