Middle of the night, all is mostly quiet. A few nights ago I was awakened around 1 am by the distant, persistent sounds of festival music. Last night it was dogs barking, street dogs for there is virtually no other kind here. Though people will give food to the dogs that live outside their houses, the dogs know no human touch. Even if attached to a certain place, they are still wild. They are their own creatures.
Though I have occasionally heard them other times at night, this was far more long lasting. Continue reading