Italian dogs

Those who know me well were expecting this post eventually. Dogs also bark in Italy.

We were having a great city experience, getting used to sounds of cars, scooters, maintenance workers, pigeons, and angry Italians. And then it started. The deep woofing sound of a large dog. It would start in the morning and continue throughout the day. The odd midnight barking session was also thrown in. You might be surprised to know that I'm not concerned about my own sanity - I've matured. But I read a very interesting article on the impact of pets on the environment - http://www.newscientist.com/article/mg20427311.600-how-green-is-your-pet.html. Apparently they rank up there with SUVs as the big sinners against Al Gore's earth. Every time I heard a woof, a tear welled up for the poor polar bear. With every howl, another island in the south Pacific sunk. It's not that I hate dogs, it's that I love David Suzuki more.

I am sure the dog next door would have a lesser impact on the environment if it moves a couple of kilometers down the road.