Dog carnival ride – foto by smith

I was walking the city sidewalk in the sun talking with Lady when a small dog sitting eye level in the window on the outside ledge starts barking directly in my ear scaring the cool cat right out of me. So I took it’s foto as it raged.

Doggie in the window – foto by smith

Once in Essaouira Morocco and thrice here in Oaxaca I’ve seen dogs doing it doggie-style get stuck dog penis in dog vagina when they’re through. One or both always yelp in pain, and sometimes the lady turns and snaps at the gent. I tried to approach the ones outside the walled city of Essaouira to take a foto, but they feared me and ran away in the desert dust – which was an amazingly funny surreal sight because they both had to run a little side-ways since they were hitched at the rear, so you had a crab-like scuttling creature with 8 legs, 2 tails, and a head at each end scurrying ass-end-to-end away.

Dog art – foto by smith

All three times here were below our bedroom window and involved the same timid black dog I call Shadow. Since she’s been in heat twice and we’re in our 12th month here, dogs must go into heat every 6 months or so. She has a smaller male dog friend I’ve named Yipper (because he yaps the night away) who is either too short to mount her or doesn’t have sex with friends. When his dog-pack friends sniff her out and mount her, Yipper goes crazy attacking them, yipping and nipping – to no avail. This last time one dog-pack friend got stuck in her in the morning, and another dog stuck that night.

Large dark brown male dog on right
stuck in black female dog on left
while tan male dog tries to mount already mounted black dog
and Yipper yaps at center front – foto by smith

Since the last three dogs I’ve seen doing it got stuck, I assume it’s standard practice and there’s an evolutionary reason for it. And I think I know what it is – this last time, a third dog tried mounting her while the second dog was still stuck, so I suspect being stuck for 5 to 15 minutes afterwards gives the first dog’s sperm time to settle in and get to work.

Two roof dogs – foto by smith

I’m going to shoot my dog wad in this blog and use the rest of my dog fotos. I’m fascinated and often times startled by the roof dogs suddenly barking at me from overhead as I walk along. They also lunge and bark at me from the crevices in the closed courtyard gates.

Howler dog duets with sirens and paces his small space – foto by smith

Lot of dog here – street dogs, roof dogs, courtyard dogs, barking dogs, howling dogs, night dog packs roaming and barking and barking and roaming and leaving dog shit on the sidewalks. But it’s all good, makes life livelier, more immediate. I talk to all of them.

Street dog taken by roof human – foto by smith

How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
I do hope that doggie’s for sale

I must take a trip to California
And leave my poor sweetheart alone
If he has a dog, he won’t be lonesome
And the doggie will have a good home

I read in the paper there are robbers (roof! roof!)
With flashlights that shine in the dark
My love needs a doggie to protect him
And scare them away with one bark

I don’t want a bunny or a kitty
I don’t want a parrot that talks
I don’t want a bowl of little fishies
He can’t take a goldfish for a walk

Written by Bob Merrill in 1952. It was adapted from a well-known Victorian music hall song. The best-known version was recorded by Patti Page which reached #1 on both the Billboard and Cash Box charts in 1953. – according to

My favorite neighborhood roof dog.
He lays and watches others pass yet goes crazy barking at me.
He recognizes my voice, becomes infuriated when I talk nicely to him.
Lady says he’s going to leap from the 2nd floor in a rage and eat me.
foto by smith

Well, I’m dog gone out.

Junkyard dog – foto by smith

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