Right it’s all on. Tomorrow will be the big day. The weather has done a complete turn around, and if I was a good 80’s NZ man, I’d be in my stubbies (watch this short video clip to become enlightened in the way of the stubbie). Didn’t you wear stubbies at one stage, Dad?
Anyway, I will be out of here tomorrow. It has been a resting time (again) here in Makarska, and it is time to hit the road.
And for some reason I have more photos of dogs from Makarska than I do of people…
The mini-pug pooch in the top photo would have fit in the mouth of the maxi-pooch in the bottom four photos with ease.
The dog at bottom is an Argentinian Mastiff (info). A massive, powerful dog. In Turkey, packs of up to three or four of dogs like this would chase me. Not fun. But this pooch was super friendly, and just loved to lick any skin that got close enough. The owner was a responsible owner however, carrying a muzzle. At one stage during our chat, he put the muzzle on the dog when another dog owner walking his dog came over. And just as well. The two dogs didn’t get on too well, resulting in some ferocious barking. After the other dog had left, the Mastiff was all happy again.
Which would I choose? The mini-pooch or the maxi-pooch?
Considering maintenance, the rug rat has my vote.