I took this photo on a recent trip to San Fransisco with my daughter. This dog stood outside a hair salon watching as streams of people passed. She didn’t have a leash. She didn’t move from her spot. If you pet her, her tail didn’t wag. She just stood watch. As she was trained to do. Every day we had some memorable dog encounter. Later we read a large billboard announcing San Fransisco as a dog-friendly city. Even when we visited Carmel beach for its sunset, we encountered dozens of dogs without leashes. Inevitably, their human would be ahead of them, and the dog, without being … Continue reading
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